Blacktail Deer Plateau set fire to the rain

Cas responded in concurrence to Regi's base observation of having leading parents being “cool” though it was not something Regi had in common with his companion. He only wondered what it would be like from an outsider's point of view, because he assumed that having aunts and uncles lead your pack was a different ball game than 'parents'. “My mom wasn't a leader, if that's what you meant,” For the sake of wanting to protect her, even still, he did not offer any sort of details figuring that Cas would make his own assumptions. Arachne's unique “outlook on life” was not something that Regi was keen on spreading around though not out of embarrassment. He adored his mother, and sought only to keep her as safe as he was able, miles away even as he was. He did not give an opinion on whether he wanted to be a leader or not because Regi assumed the question hadn't been posed; even if it wasn't he hadn't ever aspired to be leadership. It was an ambitious thing, and he'd seen it tear apart family bonds.

Cas had pointed out the rendezvous den to him, and Regi made a mental note of it's location though it was trivial knowledge for him. He was not of an age to sire children. Still, it was probably useful, regardless. He had yet to decide a third trade and contemplated that 'caretaker' might not be too bad. Kids were a blast and he was really a teddy bear inside. He supposed if he was going to undertake that trade having knowledge of the rendezvous den wasn't a bad thing. 

A female came into their view then, with the intent of being seen, never addressing them but it was clear that she was aware of their presence. Their progression had naturally ceased, and Regi took advantage of the situation, appraising her openly unaware that Cas had a thing for her. She — whomever she was — was readily beautiful, that much was apparent to the Frostfur-DiSarinno and his weighed shifted, watching as she lounged for a short while before she meandered off, disappearing into the shadows that welcomed her, going into the heart of the territory, Regi assumed. “Right,” Regi responded, too briskly with a soft clear of his throat when Cas suggested they keep moving. 

He desired to ask who she was, figuring that Cas would know, but something bid him to still his tongue and for now, he listened.