Moonspear onwards to the edge

Like she had undertook the mountain Jaguara didn’t change her façade when tramping into the cave, only this time she was faking her confidence, only having poked her head in previously. Though she was honest with her words, “I don’t know.” The she-wolf answered simply darting her gaze into the dark expanse that drove into the inner depths of the Moonspear. “If a bear does happen to live here though…” Pausing for effect as she turned her attention back towards the male, “Well, we know who makes for the better meal.” She was, of course, 100% certain no other large predator occupied the wide den, but after their brief time together she began to doubt his skills for detecting such a threat. 

Slipping a distance away from his front, she hopped  onto a large flat stone tucked neatly against the wall. With her familiar grace a swift movement had her curled on top peering down at him to watch. “Why did you come up a mountain in a rainstorm?” She inquired abruptly her first question towards him in the entire conversation. She'd been digging around the rocks for a day now, something Jaguara was chosen to give away. But what he had done seemed out of place and unwise, especially if he really was as lost as he came across. Whether he really was just stupid or not, she assumed either way she wouldn't know how to figure out the stranger's intentions unless he chose to allude a bit more about him.