The decision to eat berries was perhaps not her smartest one. Unfortunately, hunting alone was not the best option either. If it was even one at all. Unless she found some crippled doe or ensnared rabbit, she wasn't sanguine about the odds of her finding anything. And then she would just be more hungry, after expending energy on the hunt, and reaping none of it's rewards. These were the woes of choosing to live a solitary life. At least it meant she didn't have to kiss ass to anywolf.

She watches wearily at the other wolf dances around her, unable to follow his actions as intently as she would have if she hadn't just emptied her stomach, but carefully aware of his movements nonetheless. "If you don't cease your jumping around..." Bryce threatens uselessly, she has nothing to really warn him with. Rather than lifting her lips to snarl she just grunts annoyedly while getting to her feet.

Her steps bring her closer into the wolfs personal space, and she moves rather lithely for a wolf her size. "Ignoring your obvious delight over my misfortune..." It's her turn now to move around him, though in a different manner. She stalks just out of immediate reach, moving slowly and raking her eyes shamelessly over his form. "Are you offering to hunt with me, Tezca?" Bryce asks finally, coming back around in front of him and sitting back on her haunches.