Gage's muscles hurt from their tenseness. He blinked his eyes, kept them closed for a few seconds. It sounded like...the other shifter retreated? Smell wasn't his strong sense, but the tone of voice revealed a hint of fear he didn't sense before. Wasn't this guy intimidating? He should be. A bat versus a panther? That wasn't even a battle, just a joke.

"I thought you finished already," he murmured back, thinking about the blood and gut smell that filled the air as he gutted the animal. The scent still filled the air and made it impossible to discern anything else with his nose. He shouldn't have landed. It seemed his presence wasn't welcome and not used to socializing, Gage didn't know how to smooth that over. "Are you a panther? Or maybe a lynx? Similar size...." He paused. "I'm a bat. What does it matter if I hunt bugs here?"