Blacktail Deer Plateau Atlas hands

Given the devil his little finger had he?  He could only imagine. "I'll consider myself warned." If she was a devil she was a damn good one... Though it would explain some things.  She was very good at choosing the right words to say, at least to him, and didn't they say Devils often came with silver tongues?  "Though who's to say you aren't making the same mistake?"  At this he gave a devilish grin... there were some who could argue he had more than a touch of demon in him too, at least at times.  Any at the plateau might laugh at that idea though, a fact he was glad for.

"Not great."  He turned to look, frowning.  The pain was bad, but tolerable, and he would not take anything for it.  He wasn't much for using things that would affect his control or judgement unless absolutely necessary.  "It will be a while before I'm back at tops, but it could have been worse too." Koda could have easily taken his life, as his throat had been bared beneath the other wolf's jaws.  A part of him did wonder why he didn't, though he had to assume it was because the other male thought well enough of him to at least not want him dead.  Small comfort.

"And how are you?" He asked after a moment, turning back to her to study her face.  He left the question purposely vague... that way, if she didn't wish to talk, she could easily brush it off.  It was an invitation to unburden, not a request, and he would not be offended if she chose not to take it.  In fact, he would understand more than some others might.