Blacktail Deer Plateau Pudding and fish fingers.

The first bit of news that was granted to him was pleasant, and internally Njal wondered why the man was so disgruntled. Surely the growth of the pack was worth celebrating? He allowed a smooth smile to flow across his muzzle, which faltered only when Peregrine gave him a new message to convey to Fox.

The thought that Fox would be so rude as to piss all over the plateau was... Not surprising, really. He held back a chuckle but the mirth crept to his eyes. "I will tell her." The man stated with a small nod; then, without missing a beat he added, "Congratulations. I wish good luck upon you and your own." He bowed then, stout as he was, and turned to leave once more. With a brisk stride the grizzled man moved away from the border and towards the north, intent on finding a route home.