this part of my lobotomy

While oblivious to the bird in the sky or the leopard in the trees, the cry from the bird hardly frightened him despite how sudden it was. Looking up in time to see the bird come into view and facing back towards where the man came, his gaze followed the birds into the darkness from which Sirius came. Wondering if the panther was smart enough to circle around or this man had just completely lost the scent, Magnus smirked a bit but let it fall from his lips before moving on.

Although he wasn't much of one for small talk, or really any talking, he was curious as to what had him out here hunting anyway. The man hardly looked like he'd missed a meal and panthers weren't typical cache food. A game hunter perhaps, but it's not like he sneezed at the idea. Hunting was a sport and the man rather enjoyed a good one himself. Although the scents of other wolves mingled on the mans pelt, he assumed he was no more than a simple pack wolf. How often to you really meet alpha's anyway?

"What's got you out here, hunting this beast, anyway?" He mused, following Sirius' lead after the bird.

"Speech"