Phoenix Maplewood just observe

Arion rolled his eyes, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips as he did so. "Is that a compliment or an insult?" he asked, not really interested in the answer. The only reason he was even wasting effort in opening his mouth and forming words on his tongue was because he was currently enjoying the conversation between them. Citali was unlike any other girl he had met before but perhaps that was Arion's own problem as he never really had any interest in the fairer sex. Or any interest any wolf for that matter. Even if he had any interest, his brusque, sardonic and dispassionate nature usually threw them of.

Arion returned the glare, though a faint smile played at his lips now. He turned his head, fixing his attention back on the path in front of him and the mission: to find a source of water for Her Fatness beside him. Why was he doing this? Truthfully, even the chocolate furred Greek did not know, which annoyed and baffled him at the sametime. Annoyed him because he hated not knowing things; baffled because it was rare that he didn't know things and it was rare that he would help someone he had just met.

"Yes," Arion replied with a lift of his shoulder, "it takes energy just to stand, you know." He retorted in his typical know-it-all fashion, fixing her with his piercing, falcon-like eyes for a moment before he shrugged once more and began walking, paying no more attention to the burly healer beside him; lost in his own thoughts as he drifted into a pensive mood. Arion pulled himself away from his mind and into the present world as Citali trotted towards the stream and made to drink from the water before she waded in.

"Would you?" Arion asked, somehow sombre when he did so, though his mischievous mood quickly took over once more. A frown touched the Greek's features when the Amazon rudely spoke, saying 'off with you.' He scowled and took a few steps forward until he was by the stream's edge. "Nah," Arion smiled. "The view's too nice."