Rising Sun Valley Dread Hunger

It'd taken him a bit. He hadn't even been focused on her initially, only now noticing her trembling body and quaking legs. A cowering calf lined with ice and snow, no mother around nor loving sibling to huddle. He ate because he needed to. Starved? Yes, but he could've gone longer. He had some hunger pains for the day, but he was not near dying by any means. Traversing these foul lands would not break him. He pushed through regardless, breaking it below his feet and going deeper through it; all the while, he knew little of this place. 

Tough luck. She wasn't getting anywhere like this, that was for certain.

When he was done, he licked his lips to grant himself that last taste of iron, looked her up and down, and promptly spoke before he went to turn.

"Piss off!"

It seemed taking it came second nature to him. At the very least, she wasn't a pack wolf. At the most, she was a shitty lone wolf! How EASY was that? Whatever. He didn't ponder on it long.

Until he did. So he stood there. Quietly. Waiting. Until eventually he got fed up with waiting and staring at her.

"Don't you got somethin' better to do?" Bonnie's audacity....