Neverwinter Forest Where there is a flame

The male did not have to travel very far to find a packmate, and found himself noticing her just as she began her approach after having come from out of sight. She headed straight for him so he cut the distance by turning toward her and beginning his lumbering walk. He was immediately taken by her markings- she looked almost foxlike, with a curious pattern of black points contrasting against her vibrant fur. He did not think her markings unnatural, but rather found them quite pretty, very bold.

Her eyes were the colour of the sky in the morning, a bright, light shade of cerulean blue. He noticed how they dropped at the sight of the half-eaten hare which he'd already begun to place on the ground as she spoke. He'd barely set it on the ground, though, before his breath caught in his throat at the ridiculousness of her offer and he choked somewhat, and then tried to turn the sound into a cough..Which ended up being somewhat of a snort as well.

"No need for that." He said quietly, stepping away from the hare."I was planning on surrendering it to the first packmate I met." He said, as an explanation. There was a brightness about her that reminded him of his brother- a daredevil nature that he could sense just from the vibrancy of her being. He nodded at the kill and stepped back, easing himself into a seated position as he licked the last bit of taste from his teeth.