Dawnlark Plains Textbook narcissism? Agreed.

He had missed his quarry, but simply turned and greeted her evenly, no obvious anger in his voice. "Interesting" she muttered to herself. She chuffed by way of greeting, approaching him smoothly. "My apolagies if I happened to interupt your hunt." she replied in the same even tone. She sat, steel eyes roaming over the dark pelted male. She admired the way he carried his head high. 

"Could you oblige me with your name, sir? Mine is Aeronwyn." She smiled. "It has been quite a while since I chanced upon the path of another- could you, perhaps, be persuaded to hunt with me? Two pairs of fangs often have better luck than one" She had not eaten for two days, and food was constantly on her mind. Perhaps this would be her lucky day, if the male agreed.