Blackbeak Bluff I know who I am when I'm alone

The girl dipped her head, watching him curiously. "It's a pleasure," she woofed, dipping her head. When the male made mention of her rabbit, she only smiled respectfully. It was not her intention to to find a wolf of Saltwinter, and pure luck to have made a kill; no matter though. It was either coincidence or fate, Aria decided, and either way she was here and bore the proper tools, so she would use it. 

"Only your own," she responded vaguely, although it was not a lie. Although the young wolf had spent most of her days in Donnelaith mapping their own territory, she was not from the area and only knew of this pack because her alpha had told her of it. She pushed the rabbit towards him with one paw, a smile crossing her lips again. "It is yours, if you will have it. If you're not hungry you can bring it back to your caches," she woofed, almost as if she was offering advice. She would not have been offended if he didn't take it. She understood the idea of strangers, and knew that for all he knew she could have poisoned it... Although she didn't, and hoped he would see the genuine offer of kindness.