Tuktu Weir Be ladylike or be hungry? Hard choice.

grayson had already been through this area with dawson. together the pair had taken down two of the creatures. it was not an ample amount of food, but it was enough. the two had been talking for a bit off to the edge of the area before they'd noticed lilah. grayson made a snide comment to his brother, who snorted and chuffed and then left with one of the creatures. grayson held the other in his maw. he knew how this would go.

he'd watched from a distance. while they were unestablished, still fending for themselves out in the wilds, grayson would not be so hard on the women. at least, not to their faces. until they could establish their own borders(and if that didn't work, join another pack), he would not be such a stickler for tradition. he could not blame the ladies for wanting to help-- but lilah should have known her place. grayson watched as she attempted-- and failed-- to hunt. she should have left it to the men-- they would protect, they would feed, they would provide.

he called out to the girl a distance off, motioning for her to come to him. he had food. she need not hurt herself any further. stupid woman.