Hushed Willows If you stay in my way I'll kill when I'm desperate

Meylodi watched from afar, her head rising from her paws as the deer fell. Stomach growling and fighting for meat, she rose. Come on now, Kaychay, we best be ge'in' our share. Deer be be'er t'an rabbit. Re'er, mar fat on' 'em, can fill ya in one si'in'. In fact, we probably be ea'in' off it fer days, since we don't got many mouths yet, 

On sturdy paws, she shook her pelt free of dirt. Her head loomed around her shoulder, golden gaze sharp but soft. A little nod.Tar, a chara. Come, my friend. On her muzzle lay a smile as she turned her head forward and led the husky to the rest of the pack. Mind if I eat farst, darlin'?