Bat's suspicions were correct. He attempted to stand his ground and didn't move away from the thrush, puffing out his chest to try to make his tiny body appear any sort of larger. "I don't mean to be rude, but I did pounce on it with my own paws. I think that means its mine, you know. And I haven't eaten in days, so if I could just go on my merry way with this and you, who seems much more capable to hunt proper prey than a thrush with a broken wing, can find something else to eat." He pulled the thrush closer to underneath his body with his paw. In reality, he was pretty scared. He just wanted to eat! And now this other cat was going to ruin that. And he knew that if the stranger really wanted, he could easily take the thrush from Bat. But Bat was hungry, so he wouldn't give up quickly.

Bat gulped, feeling a pit in his stomach as the large tom got closer to him. "You can't prove you were stalking it first! I caught it!" He hissed, pinning his ears back and squinting his eyes at Theo. He really didn't want to pick a fight, though... He kept his ears pinned back, but his gaze turned more desperate and his voice softer. "Please, just... It's really embarrassing, but I can hardly hunt. I need this thrush, or I'll starve."

Bat felt relief wash over him as the stranger's demeanor changed to that of someone less aggressive. He was surprised when Theo had suggested to help him hunt, but... would it be a bad idea? He knew he ought to get better at it if he were to survive in the woods. "You would?" was his response, lowering himself to be less puffed up.