It was not in Oochak's nature to make a disturbance.

He was by birth and instinct a valiant hunter and a gentleman, and when he saw Miki (whom he took to be a young wolf) feeding on a fresh kill, he made no move to demand a share for himself.

Nor did he run away.

He would undoubtedly have continued on his way very soon if Miki had not finally sensed his presence, and faced him.
Oochak had come from the other side of the log, and stood not more than six feet distant.

To one who knew as little of his history as Miki there was nothing at all ferocious about him.