He grew tired of the woods, tree after tree around him that painted a long shadow over him. What little bit of the sun could break through would be gone soon. Then he would have to find somewhere to stay for the coldest parts of the night.

For now he still felt free to explore and roam as far as he could. A stain against the world as he moved and left some sort of makeshift trail in the snow behind him. A direct lead for anyone who might have tailed him.

If anyone had taken an interest in his trail, he remained unaware. Blissfully so as he paused to paw at the snow collected around a deep set of roots.

It was her voice that painted her a figure, otherwise a blended shape into the area. He met her hawkish eyes. A bright gold in her pale features. Noted her strong stance while he remained...perfectly neutral.

I am, yes. He answered calmly with a slight nod. Then promptly held his tongue in case she had any other observations she wished to make.

He turned to look, as if it might reveal some glorious territory he could see through the trees. A beacon of some sorts. Alas. Just land and more land.

Then she laid an offer down at his paws. He smiled slightly before he dipped back into some sort of even look.

You do not know me. This was not said with any implication or harsh tone. He simply stated it as a fact. So I must know, why the offer? Some little dip of enchanted humor in his words.

He laughed warmly at her question. I could, if you would like. She had offered him something bold, why not return the favor? His companionship if she so wished for it. He had no reason to not offer it as freely to her as he would anyone else.

Although there arrived another figure. A broad, dark male who declared himself her equal. Well. He had attracted quite the audience it seemed. Two alphas here to greet him.

Kynareth and Nyra. Perhaps a...leading couple. Maybe his offer of companionship had been bolder than he knew.

I am Patroclus. Nyra here was kind enough to welcome me and offer me a place.

Peaches.

Him? Peaches?

He might have gone red in the face had he not already been so, and cloaked in fur. Admittedly he felt weirdly smitten despite the words that followed. All delicately wrapped up in a sense of security from such friendly demeanors showed to him.

They killed. All things like them did, though. Granted he knew not what fell into the bounds of worth murder to them. Unaware of their rules or moral compass specifics.

Charming. He hummed at the playful offer. A one use ticket of safe travel or the offer of ones who would kill for him. A stroke to a deeply buried ego, truly. He did not know the risk to accepting or denying either offer. As short lived as their interactions had been so far, Patroclus did find himself intrigued. He wished to know more of the two in front of him.

If I stay I simply ask that you make use of me well. I do best when placed alongside someone who needs assistance. A slight pause for them to process. My skills lie in more...supportive and consoling ways. I know I am a stranger still, but sometimes an outside eye is needed. He offered with a wolfish wink.

He had never been one born to be in the spotlight. Yet here he stood with the full attention of two alphas. Both who assured him greatly and one who seemed keen to dub him with pet names. Patroclus could only handle so much, his chest felt full and warm. Almost afraid that the feeling might spill forth from him if he spoke much more.

I would appreciate that. Truthful, and if they would lead him to their place he would follow. Perhaps content to drift between the two of them so he might have equal exposure to them both.