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He offers a nod, head turning back towards the vale now. Should we go then? He poses his invitation, lifting a paw as he prepares to take his leave. Unless you came out here for something.

He thought the interest in his mother to be rather strange, but chose to dismiss it. A subordinate was bound to carry some interest in their leader; it was a matter of respect, survival.

What mattered now was that this man could hunt, and he claimed that he could hunt well. Small prey was what they had relied on for their caches, for there was nobody who had the time to take out larger hunting parties alongside their other jobs. But pregnant mother's would require more food, and if the pack could not provide then it would risk the health of their children.