She seemed to understand that, and didn't even question why. After all, he wasn't a predator, so he wasn't able to take down anything bigger than maybe another of his own species. But right as another inquiry came to mind, the front door opened, and the scent of blood took up residence in the air.
"Lost the kill," the 'new' person stated coldly. "There was a nice one up by the road that I was trying to hide so I could bring you later. Of course, the cougar's back. Took what I already had, too..."