It was unfortunate for her, the caribou hunters were nothing like the noble samurai. Her nose guts, then points to her stomach. He pauses his arcing around her, a forleg suspended in the air.
Hunt?His jaw muscles tighten as his teeth clench and he then sighs, settling down his foot. Fine then, he supposed he could eat too. Hunting for food had been his original intention. Hunting for snatch would have to come later.
Go.He now too juts his muzzle in the same direction. If she wanted meat, she would need to help. Caribou women were self sustaining. He was not raised among damsels and so did not know of them.
"speaking common" - "speaking lanzadoii"