Fehrduin flicked his ears, but his tired expression appeared to relax, tension gently flowing from his shoulders into a more lazy stance. He could tell she was disappointed. Maybe she had been practicing hunting? On him though? A game them perhaps?

It was a question to consider later if necessary. Fehrduin's voice was deep, rich as the thick bogs he once hailed from as he responded with a gentle, "Searching." A word...just a single word was all it seemed he would provide. Probably not convenient by far he had no doubt, but he also didn't owe anyone an explanation. His gaze locked onto the female, satisfied enough with his observations. He had no desire to admit the female's antics of stalking him in this hollow had indeed startled him, but he hid it well under his gentle mask. He had no desire to invite further trouble.

A flick of his gaze to the side and Fehrduin's brows creased his features as if he suddenly had a realization. A deep thought rising to the surface. One ear flicked back and then forward once more before he cast that soft gaze back toward the lady before him and sat himself down. His short tail wouldn't reach his front paws when he tried to wrap it around himself. The quiet hollow was once again met with the deep vibration of his voice as he asked, "Do you roam alone? Or with pack?"