The Heartwood The fall

Bindi's ears flattened against her skull and she was quick to shoot him a glare when he said this was his kill to make. The cow was not his nor was it on his territory, therefore in the female's eyes it was free. Free to be claimed by any who were fortunate enough to cross paths with the dying creature.

Then the male went on to say how he had been tracking the moose for hours, and how it now belonged to some caldrea. Bindi could vaguely remember Fitz speaking of that pack name before, and how it had something to do with his past. However the name held no importance to Bindi, and so she didn't care about how this male or his pack.

"Just because you tracked the moose doesn't make it yours" she spoke firmly through a hushed tone. "Besides if you really wanted that meal, you should have killed it hours ago." The male's fiery, daring gaze was returned with a cold, unwelcoming stare by Bindi, as she doesn't care about his warnings or anything else he has to say.