Otter Creek Death is sweet

The woman noticed him rather quickly, and a strange tongue fell from her lips. He wasn't sure what she asked, and quite frankly it wasn't super important. "What are you doing here?" He replied in the common tongue, as was polite. Siarut wasn't rude enough to use his native language. 

He wasn't upset that she was around, he just wanted to know what her intentions were. This was neutral territory, it was just a little close to Blackfeather, especially with pups, both born and unborn. Her demeanor wasn't one of agression, and so he claimed a neutral stance.