Is there anything that's worth more than peace and love on the planet earth?

He accepted her offer and Medea watched him carefully as he moved to stand before her catch, he looked at her and she smiled slightly. Accepting her choice of part of the deer first. She tore at a haunch, digging into one of the more meaty parts on the injured elder. She still kept an eye on Cloudburst as she ate. He seemed a nice enough wolf thus far but she wasn't about to leave herself totally undefended. Though she was maybe a bit too relaxed considering this close she could see she easily dwarfed him. He spoke and Medea licked at her chops.

"Maybe you just got unlucky, it's just mother nature trying to create balance for our hunting and you got the short end of the stick."   She teased, in truth she didn't know if nearly getting trampled was as uncommon as she assumed, she hadn't often hunted for herself. Only since leaving her kingdom and she'd struggled at first though now she felt she'd grown and become much more proficient at it. Maybe it was common to nearly get stampeded though? Or maybe Cloudburst really just did have bad luck.

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