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There was nothing within Raiden that felt even remotely guilty about contemplating that she might steal from his cache, no shame or disappointment towards himself. As far as he was concerned, it was natural to mistrust a stranger. Some of his mistrust might have been borne from the territorial stirrings he felt - the cache was just as much his as was his temporary den, and while he did not claim any right to Arrow Lake, he felt that he could claim a right to those things while they remained relevant to his survival; and as far as he was concerned he had every right to be territorial over them. A chilling breeze drifted along the lake, stirring up the dusting of snow that covered the lake, drifting through the tendrils of his platinum silver fur causing him to give a slight shiver as the cool caressed the warmth of skin beneath thick winter fur. Sea blue eyes did not deviate from the fire kissed stranger as he waited for some sort of acknowledgement of his subtly stated condition.
Raiden watched as she stood and approached him, eyes assessing every step she took. There was nothing hostile in her movements, nothing that insinuated that she was about to attack him. Companionship was not something Raiden particularly longed for - he preferred to do things alone, if only because he feared that something might become a trigger and would resurrect Ripper from the false death that Raiden had put that part of himself into. He could not kill his past, could not kill who and what he had been molded into as a child. In truth, Raiden feared that all this time he was just fooling himself by using a new name, and coming to new, unfamiliar lands. Even the dried blood upon his chin and splattered on his chest made him weary. Weary of the devil inside. She offered him a silent, small smile, and Raiden blinked for a moment before he forced his facial muscles to comply, the tugging upwards of his mouth. It felt horrendously strange to smile, and false in every way to him for it had been a long time since he had genuinely smiled - though, of course, she did not and would not know that.
At her gesture to take the lead, Raiden complied in an equal silence, comfortable with the silence they had seemed to settle into. He had never felt the need to fill silences with awkward, unnecessary small talk, though briefly he played with the idea of at least giving her his name. The chances of them meeting again after this, he considered given the size of the Teekon Wilds, was probably unlikely, but the exchange of names seemed to be customary, whether they would remember one another after this or not was an unknown factor. Paws carried him in the direction of his cache by memory alone, for his attention remained split between the exotically colored female following at his side and his path. Sea blue eyes gleamed slightly as he inclined his muzzle towards her, glimpsing to make sure that she was still following, though he had little doubt that she was. "I am Raiden," He offered his name to her after a few more moments of consideration. It wasn’t as if it would cause any sort of catastrophic damage to give her his name.