Blacktail Deer Plateau Pudding and fish fingers.

If Njal found Peregrine's lack of friendliness upsetting, he didn't show it. He maintained a very calm front, though he quickly began to turn and leave. The dark Alpha watched him, his eyes eventually drifting down to the fish he'd left behind. He moved forward to grasp one of them in his jaws, when an impulse overcame him and he stopped short, his head lifting again.

"Wait," he called out to Njal's retreating back. His tail flicked and he shifted his weight, though he didn't say anything else, waiting to see if the creek's spokesman would in fact wait and perhaps turn around to face him again.