Dawnlark Plains ranger

She did not lash out. Instead, after a moments consideration, she seemed to decide something. 

No land, yet—but this one had ensured that she had been fed. And so, he would be of her people. Tikigâk turned to face him directly, strutting back toward him with quiet purpose and ample confidence. 

And then she moves to exchange scents with him, pressing her own upon him if he did not snap her away from him.