Duck Lake Metaphorically, I'm a whore, and that's denial number four

He dipped his head. Of course not, he replied, eyebrow raised. I don't blame you for keeping the details for yourself. His mouth kicked up into a half smile. I promise I won't hunt here unless it is with you, he offered, more seriously. There was no reason they couldn't form some kind of hunting alliance. His children needed to be fed and he was sure she had packmates to feed as well; maybe they could help each other out. We could hunt together sometime, Kavik suggested. Maybe split the spoils? He wondered how open she would be to his offer. Seeing how she had responded to him so far, he half expected his proposition to irritate her, but maybe he could get a new hunting partner out of this. His pack was low on adults to help hunt, so it would be helpful.