Little Goat Mountain baby, if you like it

he scooted closer, making contact again with the kill- and though usually it'd trigger a raised lip of bared teeth, he had caught it, and she had no right to be protective. she glanced at his paw calmly and then back at him as he insisted he'd eat too. of course, she agreed easily- how could he manage to hunt for her, if he was starving? 

but otherwise, he said he needed a purpose. her gaze gleamed as if a lightbulb went on over her head, and she was quiet for a moment before she spoke. i can give you that, she shared, i have some plans. you just have to trust me, and if you're a hard worker it'll benefit you in the end too. 

are you an experienced warrior, or do you need some work? he was young, but that didn't necessarily mean he sucked. still, she wanted to know whether he'd need her training.