She seemed very hesitant around him, as she probably should. He could tell that she had fae blood inside her, and he told her that he himself was part demon , before letting her know that Fae were meals for Demons. He assumed things as such, were going through his head, as she shuffled to get her things ready, he continued to eat, not wanting to not be able to shift if needed. he was rather exhausted already. He shook his head. "I should hunt if traveling is on the menu." he said with a nod. "If you don't mind anyways." he said with a nod and started to get up, a small shift in his step, as what bit was left, wasn't enough to replenish his energy completely, he didn't wait for his answer. " Give me..." he closed his eyes, four miles out there were two male deer " till the sun sets slightly, a beautiful horizon it will be," he said as he started into the forest, before he dropped to his hands and knees, his body beginning to shift, to speed this up, as he was going to have to walk back carrying the food as he did.<br/><br/>Riedon growled to himself as his bones began to break and reform as he grew in size, and his shape shifted, all his clothing and weaponry staying his body as he did.. he laid down a moment, before taking off in the direction of the deer, quickly he took the distance he needed and erupted into a small field, lunging out and catching the animal by the throat, his jaws making the death quick as it crushed around his neck, and then crushed it, before dropping it and moving back to the other one. it was slightly younger, he could tell by the smell, maybe his son, or a successor for guardianship over the forest. He knew, and cared not. the next one tried to run, to which he lunged at, and wrapped his massive paws around the deer's body, pulling it to the ground as he took a hunk from its neck, before dropping it and closing his eyes, shifting once more as he stood there, his body letting out a small scream as it contorted, broke and shrank, reforming to the elf he was.<br/><br/>he took his sword and cut both of their heads off, grabbing the front legs and began pulling them behind him. much slower to walk but much easier on the back if he did. He was certain that she would be gone before he got back, probably tired of waiting to leave, and didn't want to lose sunlight. his walk wasn't quick, but he felt he'd make it back before he said he'd be back. and be able to at least skin and wrap the meat for later. that would be good enough, or so he figured.  he was right, he could still see the sun clearly over the lake when he returned. but there was little sign of her, did she leave? or was she off getting something she wanted, like one last view of the tree?