Wild Berry Meadow fast enough to get in trouble but not fast enough to get away

Sairut was impressed by the red and black female. Hunting fowl was no easy feat. He watched her intently, taking in her stance and her presences. She was smaller than her was, and yet it didn't detract from her ability. He walked toward her as she made her final kill, her jaws snapping tightly around the birds neck.

Her words flowed seamlessly toward him. He was so impressed that he offered his name to her without complaint. "I am known as Siarut." The large white brute had yet to decide if his moniker would be available to all, only Nanook had called him Ice Bear, and he wasn't sure he wanted to share it with anyone else. 

"Your skills are impressive." She probably wouldn't realize how big a compliment this statement was coming from Sia, but she had earned a fragment of his respect. "What can I call you?" 

The male watched her intently, curious as to what her name might be. He was brefily distracted by the other birds taking flight. He watched them take off and fly far from reach before returning his gaze to the woman.