Sitting down, she watched as the other wolf spoke of what they should and shouldn't do. How her name was not the reason she'd come. This of course was true, since each of them knew the food had been the draw. But as the way of sharing, whom said they would ever actually do that? All Amber would have to do if wait till this wolf had had her fill, and then go in to eat her own. Nothing said anything about getting up close and eating side by side. Blinking, the snowy wolf replayed simply.

"I did not desire to share. Could I simply not wait for you to be finished?" her calm voice seemed to glide over the air, and the scent of blood and meat was almost blinding to this wolf. It would be torture to actually wait and allow this wolf to eat, but first come, first serve. At least, that's how it worked most of the time. Other times, there would be a fight, and the to the victor go the spoils. Amber didn't feel like fighting, so waiting it would be for her.

Maybe this wolf would allow her to share though, and the waiting could actually be avoided a little bit. Fat chance, though.