I don't care

“He’s gone.” Kichi pointed out what seemed an obvious thing to him, assuming he was right at least.  Admittedly Kichi hadn’t been here that long and he had roamed to other parts of the forest only to return when it suited him.  However, since he was here now it belonged to Kichi until he left again.  Closer up, Kichi already showed one sign of near-death experience with a deep scar to one side of his face that started below and slight to one side of his eye and gone up close to his ear.  An elk had gotten far to close to killing him as a younger wolf after foolishly trying to take it on alone.
 
“Probably prefers more open spots,” Kichi ventured a guess with no real clue.  They seemed the sort that would surely prefer long open stretches of land to chase their prey instead of so many trees making it harder to go at full speed?  Perhaps Kichi saw it that way because that’s how Lurid and he had been chased by the beasts.  The memory of the gigantic creatures as they closed in on him momentarily clutched at his heart but then the emotion passed and the protective cold settled back in.  “Why would you seek them out by yourself?  Sorry, but you don’t look like you could take one down alone.” The only reason he could imagine keeping an eye on where they were was if you did plan to chase them away.  If this land wasn’t hers then what point was there to it?

Since she wasn’t looking at Torch like he was food the deer moved in closer, pausing every few steps to make sure she didn’t change her mind.  So far no wolf had tried to chase Torch after Kichi had claimed him.