Lykaon hated to see anyone in pain. Even when he was hunting. If he came across a creature tha the couldn't save. He would more than often put it out of it's misery. He didn't hunt too much that he caused issues. He only hunted enough for what he needed.

The hunter hovered unsure, and self-conscious. She was obviously hurting something fierce. And he wasn't a healer by any means. He only knew enough to stop a bleed, and not move someone that fell. Why were you running? Unless that's personal and that's okay

A soft smile, shy and humble. You're welcome.

A nod and he settled one then two squirrels down for her. Laying the others nearby. Then please eat as much as you want. I can hunt more.

Lykaon shifted and then nodded. OKay I'll be right back.

There were always spider webs. But the key was finding some that were a little bigger and stronger than some of the little ones. He fetched a stick and went on a search. Finding one that fit his idea and slowly wound the stick through it. Stopping when he grew slightly dizzy from holding the stick between teeth and moving his neck so awkwardly. He didn't want to leave her on her own too long. She had seemed already alone for a bit.

He returned with cobwebs in tow. Here Though it sounded garbled through the stick in his maw.