Sea Lion Shores The primordial dogs of God

Alarm bells began to ring within the male's mind as the sound of her voice cooed at him almost, amber eyes staring at her as she began to slowly walk around the carcass and in his direction. Ears twitched at her words as he remained silent. Streiter found himself frozen on the spot. Paws unwilling to move as his mind screamed at him to make a dash for it as she made her way closer. The young brown and grey male watched as she slowly made her way round the dead sea lion, gradually advancing closer on him. Streiter could feel his fur bristling on end as he stood in suspense, his eyes unable to tear themselves from her stark white form. He watched her approach, ears twitching as she spoke again in a serpent like manner. Her question sending chills down his What was he going to do? And more so, what was he to say?

Swallowing hard, Streiter peered over to Furiosa; it was true that he wanted family, but deep down and at this moment; it wasn't what he was searching for. The young male began to take a couple of steps backward, ears arching forwards as his calm voice slipped from his leathery lips, ”What are you getting at?” He questioned, amber eyes watching her carefully. Something was... off about all this. And Streiter knew he may have to choose his words carefully with this one.