Heron Lake Plateau and a bad little mama with her ass in my face

She knew it would inflate his ego- but honestly, she felt he deserved it. She snorted at his question, brow furrowing and a wry grin crossing her features. "Shit yes," She said. She was probably encouraging something that would inflate and grow and later make her regret telling him he looked badass, but that was a problem for later Niamh. "Gnarly." She commented. Yeah, she'd definitely kick herself later for puffing up his ego, but it was a reward she felt at the time that he deserved. 

Niamh, naturally, was game to eat almost anything she killed. So when Tegan offered the idea of stowing the coyote away in a cache, she nodded. Others might have some reservations about eating a coyote, but she certainly didn't. While she figured it might taste odd, being a meat-eater, it'd be food, and food wasn't something she often turned down. To his compliment, she tilted her head back at him. "Nice kill, dude." Finally- she could see him as something other than how she'd perceived him before.