He had hoped that it was the goat foolishly coming back to jump into his jaws, but he did not mind meeting another inhabitant of the mountain that was lupine either. He should have expected it. It may be a large territory and a large mountain, but he knew that many dwell here. It was inevitable that he would run into someone. He just wished it hadn't been during a failed hunt for a gift.

His golden eyes peered up at her, and taking in her rather unique look. He had not encountered many who look like her. It was a refreshing sight. He gave a grin on his naturally handsome and rugged features. Inside, he was rather ashamed of this first meeting, but he had to make the best of it. The last thing he needed was to make any enemies, and if that meant giving up some of his pride, then so be it.

She knew where a steam was though, and he allowed his head to swing around, looking to ensure there was not one obviously lying around that he missed. Didn't need to look more like an idiot. He looked back to her, giving her a nod. She confirmed that she did not catch the goat, and instead startled it. He lowered his ears a bit in response.

"My apologies, didn't meant o startle ya," he said genuinely. He took a step back to give her room if she wished to hop down. He felt the sting of his cut upon his shoulder, and the dull roar of his body from the failure and the fall. It was nothing though, not in the grand scheme of things. He had felt much worse before.

"I hadn't planned to eat it myself. 'Twas a gift for the Queen- well, not anymore," he mused, giving a shrug. "We can try for another for ourselves, sure. Does the mountain have any prey that is less...nimble?" he inquires with the slightest tilt of his black head. He had never encountered a thing quite like the one he hunted today. He imaged there was prey in all different shapes and sizes. Perhaps, these were the trickiest to hunt. He did not know anything about this female, but she may be much more familiar with these lands. He did not find it demeaning to ask questions and get as much information as he could. It wasn't like they were running out of time, and that the stream was going to dry up, although blood was starting to drip onto the rocks from the tips of his fur.