Kintla Flatlands born unto trouble

Maybe I'll send him up that way! :D

Her defensive stance was not surprising; it was perhaps odd that he wasn't attempting to take the food away from her. Had he been hungry, he might have -- but since he was a pack wolf with caches to return to whenever he pleased, he was a bit more relaxed. His goals as an outrider were to acquaint himself with the territory and its occupants, and he preferred to do so without pissing anyone off.

He couldn't help but smirk as she replied in kind, her words taking on a teasing tone. Lotan shook his head as he replied. "Can't say I ever have. Mind if I give it a try?" He took a single step forward; he was pushing the boundaries, surely, and there was a prominent chance that her playful demeanor would disappear. But his intentions remained innocent, and he tried to convey that with his expression -- ears pricked, eyes focused on the she-wolf rather than on the carcass.