He didn't mind stealing for now, though he imagined it was only a matter of time before someone took offense. He wouldn't mind feasting with these pack wolves, though, even if he had no idea what any of their religion, or half their words, meant. That meant joining their ranks, and it had crossed his mind more and more as of late. If only he understood more of their ways. He did not wish to be a nobody again.
Yueshi dipped his head as Setemhotep declined his offered ribs. Not that there was much meat on them anyways. “Well, if you change your mind.” There was a vulpine gleam in his eyes as his lips pulled into a smile.
“Oh, nothing in particular,” Yueshi answered. Setemhotep approached so carefully, Yueshi wondered if he feared an attack. His tail flicked. “What does Satriya wish to trade with this… Jakten?” He enquired.