Rising Sun Valley Dread Hunger

He found it odd that she stuck around. as far as he was concerned, he didn't have to answer to anyone telling him what to do, let alone a wolf of this nature, shivering and snapping about over something she couldn't win. It was his to begin with anyways, and even if it wasn't, he still fought to get ahold of it. Bonnie won, didn't he? So, there was nothing to fuss about.

Just to make himself look bigger, and albeit truthfully as a lousy, lazy test, he stuck his chest out and pushed his head up. Pushing a huff of air out of his nose quietly, he turned his scowl into a squinting, bored expression. While she was worked up, he was long moved on as if it had been nothing, and not that he didn't hold grudges, but simply that he didn't have a grudge to hold when clearly he was top dog in this situation.

Glancing uncomfortably at his feet, he snorted before slowly walking himself backwards, then shortly taking a thought-out step away. She'd probably run off to a pack wolf for food, they'd feed anyone, assuming she wasn't a basic omega. Dropping his tail, he focused on the ground ahead of him and turned an initially slow gate to a trot, with no clue where he was headed. Somewhere, he could catch the scent of deer. Many packs too, that much he could tell from the stench up his nose. The cold winds of the Sunspire Mountains were grazing his fur. He found it to be.. Well, he didn't know what he found it to be. Irritating, maybe. With the rise in prey here though, or maybe the drop of it over here, he found reason to stay in Teekon. Prey didn't seem to be so difficult here. At least, he'd learned that much prowling through the valley. The packs seemed to love hogging the prey, so despite the rich nature of it, he couldn't land anything. Living off of rabbits wasn't favorable. He'd need to slash down a deer. Something tomorrow, or when he could- he had the muscle for it. Bonnie's skill was just not prominent. Learning.