He hadn't been entirely aware of her to begin with but eventually her presence had come to his attention. From his vantage point, he could only just see her but it was enough to know that she had been looking for him; he smirked, tore into the flesh just a little more before he kept on watching. If anything, he made
his presence more obvious, scraping nail across stone as he dragged his find closer to his chest.
But he hadn't expected her to really find him - at least, not to approach. Yet, she rose to meet him in no time though he did little more than glance towards her in order to acknowledge her. He smirked when he watched her even if he did look away and back to his meal with a shrug. She seemed less than thrilled even if her words had been such a polite question.
He stopped suddenly then and sniffed the air several times. Then, he turned to face her slowly as his tongue lashed out across his muzzle to swipe away the old blood. She was hungry and so was he though his eyes roamed her rather than the meat. She was like him - hulking, strong, built like the mountains that cast shadows over Moladion. "I'll share with you but not the children you stink of," he shrugged, paused for a moment, and then moved back to his meal immediately. She had been playing hard to approach and now he was playing hard to get. Besides, he'd not be opposed to a little wrestling if it meant getting closer.