Big Salmon Lake Welcome to my other side

Her? Why her? She pondered only slightly until hanging onto the next part of his sentence. He was expecting a meal well that part made sense at least. “My lunch escaped me when her friend stepped in but if it’s a meal you want I saw a few deer over that way. I was going to get one myself soon.” 

Perhaps he he was a good hunter. Yet part of him reminded her of the wolves of shadow mountain. Eaters of their kind flesh. Not that she minded it wouldn’t have been the first time.