Gilded Bay Actions speak louder than words

She wasn't expecting company, necessarily, but nor was she surprised when it came regardless.  Food was something everyone needed, after all, and having it lying out tended to draw a crowd.  The seagulls who hopped about on the extremities were testament to that, though they watched her with a wary eye and none came too close.  It was too bad they were so wary, or she might have added a little fresh meat to the menu.

The wolf approached with no less hesitance, but a boldness that told her exactly what his game was.  She didn't see him at first, but as he came around, her eyes caught the movement and held him, causing her to raise her head from the meal.  "Keep it movin," was all she put forth, placing a paw possessively on the fish.  She wasn't sure that she would finish it, but she sure as hell wasn't about to share until she'd eaten her fill.  This guy could find his own dinner.