"the only thing in that cave are few old bones, and the remains of some bloodied meat I had eaten.  I do not think it will be enough to satisfy a man such as your father, but this man here may believe it to be a wolves den, and that the few remains are yours."  I watch the brutish man kick dirt around and then the man enters the cave and walks back out with a bloody stump of meat.  He smells it, and turns away disgusted.  I look at you, and you are smiling at this.  She's a little devil I think to myself, I'll have to keep an eye on her.  I turn my attention back to the brute.  He doesn't seem satisfied and widens his search around the caverns entrance.  If he comes closer we will be seen.  I make a snap decision and dart from our hiding place, and take the man down before he has a moment to react.  I rip out his throat with my teeth, and bask in the taste of his warm blood.  I look over my shoulder to see you now standing there watching me.