Ocean's Breath Plateau Army of One

He breaths in deep, eyes scanning the edges of the plateau, the views here beautiful, to say the least, without the jagged rocks, landslides and constant snow like up in the mountains. The plateau slopes were more accessible yet the height meant seeing trespassers as they came near if one were to have the proper guards and scouts to do so. 

Moving further into the heart of the territory now that he knew Aphrodite was at his side, he began to search for food. He had mostly fed on smaller prey too of vole, weasel, rabbit and river fish even while in a pack due to the famine and he was glad, as surely as every predator, that this was finally coming to an end. 

He had no idea what she was talking about. 

Humans? Roadkill? 

He held his tongue but a moment on this if only to answer her questions. They will come around, I'm sure. The lot of us are seafolk and spend much of our hours on the coast. We go by 'Sirensong'. Although this "we" he spoke of seemed very few right now, as they traversed the lands to themselves. We probably have the land to ourselves right now... He spoke, his fiery eyes cutting to the side to gauge her expression.