Though she harbored not more disdain for tthem than she would in inescapable nuisance, she bristled. Apparently not enough time since her encounter had gone by if their scent still lingered. Or perhaps it was the doing of the alabaster male.

Assuming calm above brash repsonse she breathe, inhaling the crisp air through flared nostrils then exhaling softly in sigh. "Unfortunately, " her tail twisted sharply. "I was approached by their kin when I stood near their borders in pursuit of my hunt. I could not complete it without their acceptance. However, I did not deem their presence worth enduring for the sake of a meal." Her paws shifted slightly as she eased her weight from one side to another.

Less prey... she knew there was truth to his words, though confirmation of her understanding seemed redundant. She did however tip her head in acknowledgement, offering a benign manner in sway of her tail as he went on to express his speculations of a hunt.

If larger game were to be found, then of course the pair would have chance to down it, but given the known strength of the female, more mas would benefit to being about success. But before the anticipation became high, she impressed the fact that they were both aware of. "There is hardly large game in these parts," she uttered softly. "The scent of the plateau would keep a buck from leading his harem near. Grant me half of this day and perhaps I will find a better trail to follow." It was the best she could offer, as she was doubtful her strength at present would be enough. At the very least, she could find for them a trail. Then strength would come from him and those she could rally when desperate.

She looked to the male expectantly, eyeing his muzzle for his reply.