Blacktail Deer Plateau Last Resort [IC Joining]

He huffed at her parting word, saying nothing in response. He watched her turn and begin to slink away, looking very much defeated, albeit with a touch of pride gracing her steps. He noticed her head drop down as she attempted to find a new trail to pursue. That sent a faint twinge through him and Peregrine fidgeted, shifting uncomfortably.

"Wait," he blurted suddenly. "Wait here," he added, giving her a dark, introspective look before turning away and trotting up the towpath leading to the upper plateau.

He snatched a hare from the closest cache, clenched it in his jaws, then pressed down on it with a forepaw. After ripping it it half, he stowed the anterior bits back in the stockpile, then plucked up the hind legs in his mouth. Wondering if he was doing the right thing—robbing his own pack of meat to feed some stranger—he nonetheless padded back to the borders and dropped it at his feet.

"Here," he said simply, kicking it in her direction. Peregrine felt a little awkward as he waited for her to take it, so he added, "Are you alone?" Obviously, she was here by herself but what he meant was: did she have a pack?