Sawtooth Spire I'll be happy when you're gone

Her aggression receded though her wariness remained in her stance, in case he was only trying to trick her before attacking and snagging the carcass for himself. "Then come forward. You'll find no fight from me if your intentions are honourable."

The male who appeared was black as night, a few white hairs scattered in, with golden eyes. He was slightly larger, not as large as Zephyr, she sized him up slightly noting his frown when it fell upon her bleeding shoulder.

"It looks worse than it feels. I slipped and cut it in one of those damned rocks, the spike like ones." The bastard shuffled over a bit to give him room so he might eat with her. "It doesn't taste very well but help yourself. Us lone wolves have to stick together I suppose." Heldi offered him the smallest of smiles, too tired to really show any friendliness to him.