Otter Creek Decode me

Burke was eagerly eating from the carcass. His ears stayed alert for any wolves that came too close. His nose was invaded with the delicious scent of flesh and blood. Burke's stomach growled at the incoming meat. Happy to turn that into energy. The large male looked up when he heard a familiar voice. His maw smeared with blood then his head turned towards her. "My princess," he hummed with a cheeky grin. He could practically vomit if he would hear couples call each other that. But this girl, whom he didn't know her real name yet, was a special case. His pale blue eyes moved over her briefly before turning more towards her.

"We run into each other yet again," he spoke and tipped his head in a surprisingly charming way. The older male moved his pink tongue over his red stained lips. The male looked as calm as ever. It was really a talent of his to be always so reserved. It also made him a bit unpredictable. "I can be charming if I want to. I might even offer you a seat at this meal. If I would be in a nice mood, that is."