Sea Lion Shores If you stop then it will be over

He watches her, eyes drifting down her monochromatic pelt. Not in a predatory way, simply observing. Those as she speaks he meets her eyes politely once more. Nodding to her words he replying directly after her. “I would not blame you if you reported it back to your leader. The ties between our packs are already severed. Likely never to be repaired. I appreciate the decision though.” He hums to her, uninterest speckling his voice, but genuine when he thanks her for the small favor.

Then at her comment and kind offer he gives quick smile in her direction before stepping forth to tear at the animals skin. Chewing around it he swallows and looks to her again. “What’s your name?” He asks curiously, golden hues meeting her own.