"I am no warrior," Huozin corrected the lioness. "I am merely a Hunter. Huozin is my name." Implication being that the warriors were generally more skilled than he, or rather, that they devoted more time to honing their skills than he did. He had better things to do.
"And yes, you have proven your skill and your blood," he told her. "Come, and I shall bring you to the pride." The red male paused to pick up his kill once more, almost forgotten in the sand, and strode inward, not looking behind to see if she was coming or not.
Not that he had any doubts. She had Kenna's blood, after all.
