Warren stretched the last of the kinks out before he sat looking at Tinker. he knew she was interested in how to shift. He could see the curiosity in her eyes as she spoke. But there was time to explain and perhaps help her later. Now they need to hunt. He turned and walked to the entrance.<br/><br/>~I sense a few deer nearby. We can easily take one or two if we stay down wind. Have you hunted before?~ He thought it wise to ask before they made a move on deer. The antlers of a buck were dangerous to an unprepared wolf. He had seen a few serious injuries from suck things. A young hotheaded male decided he could take a buck with no training. Warren had to heal the wolf from several severe wounds along his back and the side of his head. Deer were fickle creatures. Most ran, but some few were fierce fighters.