Just Talkin' To Myself, Don't Mind Me

His eyes looked in the direction in which he thought the doe had gone focused on trying to catch his meal to take back to the pack. It would be a fine meal to help feed the pack. He hated that he was loosing precious ground at tracking his quarry. His eyes looked to the female as she started to reply. Something didn't seem quiet right, but Frost couldn't pinpoint what it was. Even when she spoke of a new toy Frost didn't fully pinpoint the problem. He wouldn't think of any women as a toy and he most certainly didn't have roving eyes like some males did.

When the voice and look in her eyes changed he was taken back a bit unsure how to react. How should he react to this? Was this wolf just testing him? Frost tried to keep his composure his eyes studying her face before he looked back in the direction of where the doe had gone.

"I don't have the time right now for games, I'm just looking for a meal to take home to my pack," he replied.

"Talk" | 'Think'