Kildeer Rest i'll have him good as new i just have to get my hammers

The scent of fresh blood practically pooled at her nostrils as if it were right in front of her, and Capri cast the black wolf a sideways glance, though continued to indirectly keep watch of him. If he were more aggressive, he would have chased her away by now, and so she waited – patiently, but primarily hoping he could not hear the soft garble of her stomach as the scent of fresh meat brought forward the realization to how hungry she was.
 
The male made quick work of his meal, and she rolled her shoulders back in a small stretch. It was his inviting bark that stirred her muzzle to swing in his direction, and hesitantly, the lone wolf regarded her silent companion with consideration.
 
Lifting herself up, the silver-tipped wolf gave a quick shake of her pelt, as if to calm her nerves before she padded forward. Her steps were gentle – her form neutral as she moved closer. Keeping careful watch of him with her periwinkle eyes, Capri tested his resolve of the matter – her slender form skirting around to the opposite side of the deer, where her nose would begin to stretch forward, tentatively smelling and touching the doe.. and waiting to see if her dark companion had changed his mind of her presence.