What, haven't you seen a ninja before?

He figured if he was going to dig his hole, he might as well make it deep. He continued to needle his sister, in ways the giant likely wouldn’t recognize. Using his sisters nickname. He did however do a proper job on the tail and removed it tidily and placed it to the side as well. What was left was a mass of meat and bones and sinew. Scavengers would clean that up nicely in no time.

He bounced back from the kill, only to pause when the man spoke to his sister, and his ears flattened his skull a little at the suggestion of the giant being a threat. “I would mess you up” he muttered, likely too quiet for anyone else to hear. He was brave, not stupid - through his sister was likely to argue that point.

Having done his task, the ninja draped the coat over himself, put the tail in his mouth, and hopped onto the log and awkwardly back onto the tree, moving two branches off before carefully shaking off the cloak near the base of the tree, and placing the tail over it. Unburdened he moved to the edge of the tree and looked down at the giant. “So what’s it like being all, like, disproportionate and living in the mud?” He asked with genuine curiosity.