Kildeer Rest i'll have him good as new i just have to get my hammers

Her eyes would miss the faint smile – her attention riveted alone upon the scent of blood, and the large presence of the male as she waited to see if he would become aggravated by her presence. She was not looking for a fight – her energy was better spent elsewhere.. and nor was she so foolish.
 
Her touch to the carcass did little to incite him, and so Capri grew more brazen in her attempt, her own jaws now seeking to tear flesh and pull away with a savory piece for herself – and if she could wing it, one for her companion.
 
The male spoke then, causing her to pause. Her frosted eyes glanced upward, studying him as he mentioned her friend’s name so casually. Pulling back momentarily, he silver-tipped she-wolf cast him a bemused glance. “You know Terich-mir, then,” she pointed out casually, her tail giving a flick. “Who are you?” Her gaze locked to study his features more carefully then, her tongue flickering out to sweep some of the blood from her lips.