Shadewood Slow your role, getta a hold don't melt

He nodded slowly, considering the sounds she made. This was hard, yet he seemed to piece together most of what she was saying. She was happy with the meeting, it was clear. He grunted in his approval, too, glad to have solidified the terms they lived harmoniously on. 
Now for her mate.

He lifted his head, inhaling the air before plodding off in his usual fashion of just leaving, but only because bears didn't have manners like that. Perhaps he'd find something to hunt, wake him up a bit as he was getting his appetite back.