Ears perked, Rosings newly crowned king wandered the territory with a strange feeling of pride. He had filled his pack with women, all attractive ones too. He could only assume it was because of his good looks, easily able to seduce them into his ranks, but for now he only wondered of the male populous in his pack... would there be enough for each of the ladies when the time came?

Amara was his. Regardless of who she fell in love with the man had mentally claimed her as his own. Faramir was a handsome choice for any of the women, but he had allowed the man his own pick of the litter. Samuel was their newest male, and while handsome enough he did not seem so keen of the idea of having a mate chosen for him... fair enough, he supposed.

The man paused, scenting a few black footed beasts nearby. Aaron let out a light growl, his tail flicking behind him. Time to chase out the creatures, Rosings no longer had room for them.

Liri soon joined him, and the man returned her nudge with a kind smile. He watched her curiously for a moment before his rolled his shoulders. "Ready to prove yourself?" he asked, turning his attention forward again. "There is a small group of foxes up ahead. I plan on chasing them out- but if you want to hunt one down be my guest," the man told her, and with that began to pace forward, tail waving behind him.

Aaron lowered himself beside her as they went, making sure he was one or two pawsteps ahead. When the creatures came into sight he stopped, halting her with his tail as they did so. He took a breath in, and without warning he shouldered her lightly and dove into the scene, snarling loudly and snapping quickly at each of the creatures near him. There was a total of three, a small group but too large for him to let remain. The man clipped the throat of one, grabbing a full hold on anothers shoulder. The one who's neck had been grazed by teeth fled immediately, it appeared to be female. The other stayed to fight, snapping quickly at Aaron's chest, where he grabbed it by it's scruff and flung it aside. The nasty beast came back, begging to be killed it seemed.

 The third, Aaron decided, Liri had control of.

Continuing to scrabble with the dumb creature, Aaron knocked it sideways once again after it got a good grasp on his shoulder. He snarled at it, but this time it did not return. Standing tall, he let out a huff, looking to Liri, who had the other beast dangling limply in her jaws. He smiled to her, tail wagging. "This is good!" he praised her, moving forward to sniff at the thing curiously before he raised his head again. "It appears neither of us leave untouched," he added with a hint of amusement, moving to sniff then at the smalls scratches. Looking to her for a moment as if to request permission, he gave the ones along her shoulder a few gentle licks, the metal taste of blood entering his mouth as he cleaned the wounds.

"You will be fine, I am sad to say we are without a healer, but I will find one soon," he assured her, smiling weakly. 

"Just keep it washed," Aaron told her, "Any wound can be infected, and infection can kill you," he warned her. He was no healer, but it was common sense- he thought anyway. As for himself he could only say the same, and smiled weakly. "Just a bite," he told her with a wink, repeating her words. "I will do the same as you."

The man then looked to the creature curiously, sniffing it again to check for anything strange. "Foxes actually aren't that bad," he told her while sniffing it. "But it is your catch, you may do what you wish with it," the man continued, raising his head and smiling kindly. 

"I believe I'm going to go find Amara," the pale brute then announced, his tail waving. "Thank you for your help, Liri, I will see you around," he smiled, giving her a friendly nudge on her cheek before heading out, leaving her to do whatever she pleased.