Blackfoot Forest like a record baby

As usual, she approached with a bitey face. Draper was so, so over this kind of behavior from wolves, but he was also over the constant fighting. If he could manage to slip out of this situation unharmed, he'd gladly take that over acting out and trying to get her to change in any way. He wasn't going to grovel exactly, but he'd be way more respectful and polite than he thought he should be required to be. Draper knew from experience that he rarely won fights, but he was pretty good at getting out of them and avoiding them.

It's all yours, he said. Just let me go on my way.

A meal lost was a small price to pay for being allowed to leave unharmed. Well, it actually felt like a rather large price, but it wasn't like he was in a position to negotiate much more than that. Draper was fairly certain she'd murder his ass if she had the inclination to do so.