The way we do

Gryphon continued to watch the blackbuck herd intently, so focused on them rather than his surroundings that he was unaware of anyone approaching, though he did wonder what had the does moving around so restlessly with their ears flicking towards him. Surely he hadn't done anything to alert them? They were settling now anyway, though there was still wary glances his direction.

The sound of a girl's voice next to him put his hackles on end, and had his leg not been quite soundly asleep he might have jumped at the unexpected noise. He swiveled his head to stare at the slight yearling next to him uncomprehendingly for a moment before his green eyes narrowed in irritation. Oh great, it was one of the replacement pups, Avalon's love-spawn she'd carried for Vereux. It had been pretty easy to avoid them up north since they'd been too young to leave pack lands and Vereux had kept them pretty close to him, but now that they were yearlings and he was dead the munchkins were everywhere. Apparently this one thought some family bonding was in order - Gryphon disagreed.

"What do you want?" he hissed rudely, shifting away from the girl as subtly as he could without alerting the deer he was trying to observe. Just his luck, that one of Vereux's kids would show up instead of a trained hunter.