Redhawk Caldera What does the heart desire

It took restraint to not chew the raccoon asunder, the smell of fresh blood made his belly growl and his mouth water but the sight of a wolf in the distance drew his attention. A sleek young female approached him, her gaze briefly assessing what laid at his feet before questioning him. Sifaka pondered for a moment if she was the head female, his golden eyes appraised the woman and deemed her ill-fit for the position. Nevertheless he still had to impress her.
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"I have come to ask to remain within your borders." He spoke, voice plain and sober. Sifaka bent down and picked up the small mammal by the scruff of its neck, placing it closer to the female. "A gift," He stated, "Fresh and perhaps still warm." He nosed the plump thing, its round belly rolling itself closer to the female. Sifaka had hope it would be looked upon as a show of good faith, that he was no lout, nor was he remiss of his possible duties as a pack member.