Sawtooth Spire That's the sound of progress, baby!

He'd asked Nanuk and Redwood had answered. Were going to eat... meaning they hadn't, and instead led in the direction of food instead. "That was kind of both of you," he murmured, even if the intention nor desire had been there in the first place. Their sacrifice was admirable and appreciated. They'd not yet had the opportunity to hunt fully as a pack since settling. It appeared as though they were all a bit starved.

He snorted. His efforts to hold back his amusement failed as he found all of this rather comical. Their collective measure of snark towards one another was something he'd missed and found pleasantly familiar. "Mildly?" he questioned with a smile upon his muzzle. That meant they were capable of something and since they were all starving in some form or another, why not take the opportunity to find out.

"Well, where did this herd go and who's interested in a real meal?" He proposed a hunt. With the four of them it shouldn't be too terribly difficult granted they could all figure out how to work together in this.