Willa had not seen him approach.  His low tone rolled over her with his single word.  She looked up at him briefly and wiped her mouth on the back of her hand.  [color=8882be][b]"Morning Grumpy-pants,"[/b][/color] she responded.  After all the antics of yesterday - the slap, the running, and the bleeding feet - all he had to say to her was 'human'?  She gestured to the squirrel-like being that was roasting over the fire.  [color=8882be][b]"Hungry?"[/b][/color] She didn't even know if the jerk actually ate anything.  [color=8882be]"Or did you need something?"[/color]  Her tone was a bit huffy, annoyed that he would come in all this state to just stare her down.  

Not waiting for a response she began to eat again.  Who knew if he meant to chase her around her stupid paddock again.  Or punish her for her misdeeds yesterday.  It wasn't likely he was going to hurt her in any lasting way, considering his reaction to her bleeding feet.  None the less, he made her nervous.  She didn't know what he was thinking or wanted from her.  He really hadn't had much of a chance to explain considering her reaction to things.  She placed a bone from the squirrel leg with her neat little pile of fish bones that she would have to figure out how to take care of later.  Probably bury them or something.  Willa was beginning to feel like a cavewoman.