Hannibal watched as she considered his offer. He checked the chicken before turning to her with a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "I always take a few of my wolves with me." He said. "We have a few days before the storm hits or we find ourselves on the road. Would you like to go tomorrow?" He asked her.

The chicken was soon done and he pulled it from the fire. It would take a few moments to cool before she could eat it.