Nova Peak spoken like a true debutante.

Yami stared expectantly at the stranger, waiting for him to move his damn paws and get to work. What, did he not want to eat a decent meal? Her eyes scanned him over again and she decided that no, he probably didn't, judging by how absurdly scrawny he was. In the next moment, he gave her a more straight-forward sign that he had no interest in hunting with her by plopping his bony frame down onto his bony ass butt and giving her a pointed frown.

The yearling blinked at him for a moment, too bewildered to voice her anger. She bristled once she got over that. "Right, well fuck you then," Yami snapped, abruptly turning away and stalking off towards the deer. She'd just hunt them her own damn self, and if he tried to partake in the meal once she'd caught it, she'd snap the freak in half.