Honeyed Pasture windsong

no problem :)

This wolf seemed the friendly sort, Charon was quick to identify as he didn't even seem to be afraid of a threat. The thought Charon might try to take his food from him didn't seem present upon his mind. A bit naive, perhaps. And did he even speak, or was it only because he had a bird in his mouth that he didn't speak now? However, Charon's somewhat negative entendre towards the wolf changed quick when the bird was put down in front of him, almost as though he was given a gift. Charon had never experienced something like this before, so he looked upon it a little suspiciously at first. He soon found nothing wrong with it, though, and since he was hungry he quickly dug in to rip a piece from the prey.

Still no words had been spoken by the other male, and Charon looked at him while he ate, and between bites said: "Thanks. Do you speak at all or are you, like, mute or something?" He took another bite, enjoying the savoury taste of the meat and feeling thankful that he didn't have to continue his hunting trip on an empty stomach.