She didn't throw a tiffy at him, complaining about the blood and guts being tossed down on her head or even make a comment about 'you shouldn't play with your food'. She laughed and went along with it, growling and chasing after him. He jolts forward and away, tail slipping between his legs as his rump tucks to avoid a possible attack. Laughing all the while, his elder members might have complained about his lack of duty, playing around with some rogue when he should be making good for the pack. Either way, only living happily and free was on his mind today as it was any other.
Judas makes way back to the waters edge, making high steps as he splashed in the water, cleaning off his bloodied coat in the process and, should his 'partner' get close, soaking her too. It had been some time since he had a piece of this kind of mindless fun.