evening phase

His rumble of speech was laced with slight annoyance, and I couldn't help but fidget my ears backward. It was true. I was wasting his time with my nature to absorb his unique physique into my memory, just to prove my legends false. My tail swished with more idleness than propriety, and I dipped my skull low to the coppery male.
I am merely wandering from our campsite, exploring this beautiful land. I had been convinced now of the male's intentions, and he had stuck by them. This Blackfeather Wood was his land, and his defensiveness would now ward me away from a prospective territory. I had gleaned much from my short visit, noting that their aroma wasn't a strong presence, but Fang had been quick to note my arrival. With a steady blink, I knew that this realm would not be open to scavenging for some leftover meal, which my stomach was beginning to clamor for.
I see you hold your pack in high regard. I will take my leave and bother you no further, I spoke, and retreated from the shadows cast by the trees. I turned back onto the highlands without another word, unwilling to provoke the hybrid any further.