Sequoia Coast from the ground up

As the strange looking (and smelling. Was this even a wolf? She couldn't really tell...) began yapping his maw, Aimi drew her head back a bit and gave him an expression which was half "I don't know what the hell you're talking about, but don't you dare blame me for it.", and half confused. A part of Aimi was too lost at the moment to realize that she'd chased his food away -- with the other part of her still refusing to have any of that blame pinned on herself, so instead of figuring out what was actually going on and talking it out like a rational human being wolf, the sea faring girl decided to pull an "Aimi" and argue back.

"I can get food perfectly fine by myself without ruining someone else meal, ecspecially something better than seagulls of all things!" The otter shot back, tail lashing behind her like a whip. 'Yokel girl'? The fucking nerve of this guy, how dare he call her..............whatever "Yokel girl" meant........DOESN'T MATTER.  It was still an insult nonetheless, Aimi knew that much.

The otter was quickly getting side tracked from her original objective, so she shook her head to regain herself and referred back to Mr. "Haven't eaten in three days" guy. "I am Aimi of Yuélóng, I guard their borders..." The femora said after clearing her throat and straightening her posture. "I come here on patrol to see weird man hunting birds near pack and clearly get suspicious. Now, who are you?"