Gyrfalcon's Keep the spice of life

(By the way, excuse that last pitiful post. Just realized how absolutely terrible it is)

Crescendo, contrary to what the other wolves probably thought, was still watching the two, eyes sparked with interest. He studied the oddly colored youth, noting the strange speckling he carried. Strange, very. It also had a certain appeal to it, a uniqueness. But he wasn't still here to admire spots. No, he was sizing up the one eyed one, examining him. In a fight, would he win? He had a major disadvantage in the loss of one of his eyes, and in that here, he had something to protect? Was it worth it to pick up a few extra scars, just for fun? Snorting softly, Crescendo decided against it and left for good this time. Maybe it wasn't the best idea to make everyone your enemy.

Beside, he had payment to collect. And that he planned to do soon. The girl had been waiting long enough, and he already had a few heads. But...a few more couldn't hurt.