I dinnae mind company.
Without another word, she padded toward the elk, careful not to crowd him. She settled on the opposite side of the carcass, dipping her head to tear away a mouthful. She ate without greed or haste, taking only enough to quiet the ache in her stomach. There was no need to fight over a kill this size.
When she'd had her fill, Clementine stepped back from the carcass and gave her muzzle a quick lick clean.
Much obliged.Only then did she glance back toward the male.
Clementine.The introduction was simple, accompanied by a small nod of her head.
An' you are?
Dhaska