Dhaska watched the strange wolf eat, observing the way she nourished herself in no hurry, before ultimately following her lead. The tang of freshkill had the male salivating, and for a moment, he forgot he was in the company of a female, letting himself simply enjoy the fruits of his labor.

He only acknowledged her again when she pulled back, but he continued to pluck bits of sinew from ribs. Amber eyes glanced at her as she introduced herself as Clementine, and it was only appropriate for him to do so in kind.

Dhaska, he responded neutrally, pausing to study her a bit longer, uncaring if she noticed. The pack leader in him was wondering how well she fared on her own over a year, if she was on her own. If so, it would be an unspoken show of great skill, ... Alone?