| Antoinette licked the blood off of her muzzle and the few spots that dotted her pale chest. She waited for the other to finish eating, a bit impatient when he took his time to answer her question. But eventually he did, and her mismatched eyes were locked on him once more. There was something that she liked about the older male, Samil as he finally introduced himself. He seemed strong and capable and will he appeared to be a little rough around the edges the little girl felt herself able to trust him, at least a little bit. He had fed her, after all. She looked up at him and was surprised that she would be learning from Samil and his mate. Antoinette couldn't say that she didn't appreciate it. Maybe she wasn't doomed to failure after all. Maybe she could learn to be competent after living her short life either being completely taken care of or scrounging for scraps. "Okay." she said with a nod, waiting for Samil to continue
Antoinette watched as he left with the deer, slightly alarmed. It did indeed look like he was leaving with no explanation and taking the food too... But shortly after he came back, and the pale female breathed a quiet sigh of relief. She hadn't... really expected him to leave, after all. However the relief was short lived as the insult reached her ears. She frowned slightly, opening her mouth to retort but he left her no time to respond. So she settled for a glare that didn't really look all that threatening seeing as a strong wind could just about blow her over. The look left her face as he began to elaborate on what she would be doing next. Okay, she was good at being quiet. Antoinette couldn't really fight her way through things so she had relied on being at least a little stealthy. "Oui, I can do that. I don't have any questions." she said confidently.
As she saw the body of the other disappear into the woods, she called out, "And I am not a rat!" and then waited in silence for his howl. After what seemed like ages she finally heard it and took off in the direction she thought it came from. She lowered her pink nose to the ground and sniffed, trying to track his scent. She trotted quickly through the forest, using her small size to squeeze through trees and walk around piles of leaves that would make a lot of noise as she tried to locate her quarry. Occasionally she would stop and pause to listen, but after hearing nothing she would move on.
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