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( injured though he may be, that does not change the fact his brother needs to eat. Graham always puts the wolf in front of himself, though in this instance he has been selfish a little longer than he'd like to. his brother has gone weeks without a meal, he'd be out hunting if she was with him or not.

as for the wolf... a good deal of his uncertainty had nothing to do with their company, and more the brother with an injury wandering too far out of camp. Graham pulled a few fingers through the scruff by his neck, in attempts to calm him. )

A scent will calm him. He's more nervous about me than you, I confess.

( deal with it bro, they're getting you dinner! )

A scent then.

[ As comfortable as she may be among beasts, a wolf is unfamiliar to her so she steps closer warily, crouching low once the distance between them can be crossed with just two steps. From her bag of quivers she pulls out a broken piece of lizard skin, wrinkled and dried, and sets it on the ground. ]

Delicious enough or not?

( she may be unfamiliar with wolves, but this wolf is not unfamiliar with company that is not quite like him. Brother watches her with mismatched eyes, ears still low and flat, though he can sense the olive branch extended and after a slight moment, ventures a little closer.

lizard is far from his favorite. Brother has a taste for venison, and hare isn't so bad in a pinch. lizard is... well, lizard was sustenance and little more. still, he accepted the offering with cautious bites, before he moved closer yet to smell at Shuyi's knee. )

Has the hunt been fair after the fire? ( Graham hasn't been since his injury, but he knows quite well that smoke and fire can dramatically affect wildlife, for quite some time after it occurred. he doesn't comment on the two of them getting to know each other; the wolf can manage his introductions perfectly well on his own. soothed with a bit of scent, Brother's posture lessens, a little more confident as he moves closer, looking much like a dog as he sniffs at a hand. )

[ It would be a lie to say she feels no fear when the wolf comes close enough for her to stroke its coat, but she stills her hand and makes herself content with just watching Brother familiarize himself with her.

As to the Huntsman's question: ]

We will have to be quieter. The smoke has made them skittish. Even for the lizards sunning out in the open.

( not enough of their ranks seemed to treat the wolf as he was, and that was an animal with ties to the wild. not even Graham could utterly predict him, not even after knowing him from being a pup. it was better to give him the caution and respect he deserved, instead of expecting him to be as tame as he often looked.

it hadn't gone south yet. that didn't change that it could. )

I can manage quiet.

( injured, he might move slower, and with less ease. still, he didn't go by huntsman for nothing. he pulls the bow from his shoulder with the shadow of a wince, before he watched the pair in front of him expectantly. brother moved off from their company, attention tilting off toward the hunt instead. there were perks to hunting with a wolf; he could see and hear and track what not even the most gifted human could not. he pads off cautiously into the sand, leaving nothing but to follow. )

[ As soon as the wolf's attention shifts to the hunt, Shuyi takes that chance to get to her feet, adjusting the strap of her arrow bag for comfort. Her human company gets an excited smile. It has been a while since she went hunting with a friend.

The only thing to do is to follow, back bent and steps slow to keep the sand under their feet from betraying their presence. ]

( he's a hunter himself, which means he can read from her movements and posture that this isn't her first time creeping through the wild for hopes of catching a target unaware. where Shuyi is excited for the opportunity to hunt with someone again, Graham has never had the opportunity to do it before. or, at least, not with a human partner. the wolf a few paces from them has been at his side for many a hunt.

it's far from a bad change, though. in fact he might be in need of the help, considering his injury. when the wolf stops, suddenly with ears turned up and out and forward, toward something in the distance, he's silent. he's curious as to how his company will follow the subtle cues the wolf offers in body language.

something is ahead. something moving, at that. )

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