Honeyed Pasture eldorado

Then the source of the rustling made itself know. It was a medium-sized female, from the smell of her, with dark brown coloration. Her expression was not that of pleasantly but of curiosity and business. She was too far away for him to speak to her without potentially risking any nearby prey from hearing. 

A large and enthusiastic grin came across Calcifer's face. He wouldn't help it. He had seen a new individual and a new person to interact with. He may have looked a bit goofy but there would be no confusion that he intended to be friendly towards her.

She too was hiding within the grasses, likely hunting as well. They would work together, but how would they communicate that? Calcifer was large and powerful. Good for taking down a deer, but only able to run at roughly 20-25 miles an hour he suspected the prey could outrun him if a chase were to ensure. Unless of course there were to be driven towards him, or a weak and or young individual were in the group. He thought of all of this as he gestured towards her.