Bitterroot Valley may we stay lost on our way home

He couldn't hide his smirk at the timid introduction. Typically he wouldn't have thought such a thing but, this guy was cute. Maybe it was the timidness and the feminine build that called to him. Pretty name. He cooed in response as he threw caution to the wind. No harm in a bit of fun right? He deserved it too. Or so he liked to think.

I don't typically do much hunting. Outlander spoke as his peach gaze roamed over the form of Alarian, not bothering to hide his interest. But I could use the company. His head tilted to the side as he finally made himself meet the gaze of the male instead of eying him like a hunk of meat.