Hushed Willows I'm a beast, and a vicious one

Her good ear turned to listen just as she finished burying the bird's carcass, her pelt prickling as she felt eyes on her. Her head turned to the male as he entered her space, deaf ear staying still while her usable one twitched as she listened to him speak.

He was close in size to herself with a coat of night and jade eyes that peered at her inquistively. Do not trust him, something is off within his mind. There was something about him, something sly and twisted she did not like. 

"Aye, feel free to join me,"she told him, taurine eyes following his every move eerily. She sat back once she was done digging, moving towards him to sniff him curiously as most canines did when meeting new people. Kunik kept back from him a few feet when she was done, keeping an eye on him warily.