Blacktail Deer Plateau set fire to the rain

With the presence of the mysterious woman gone it was easier for him to think on other things ...as in the conversation Cas and him had been having prior and picked back up. It did not mean that Regi's thoughts did not linger upon her but for the sake of being a complete dickwit he gave Cas as much of his undivided attention as he was able. “I don't have one,” For all intents and purposes this was true. “well I mean someone sired me but I don't know who he is, so basically, I don't have one.” It was likely that Arachne herself hadn't really known who he was; and being a “single parent” kid hadn't ever bothered Regi. He had plenty of father-figures in his numerous uncles.

Regi was silent, albeit attentive when Cas gestured to what he described to be the Plateau's biggest cache, though he admitted that it would need to be re-filled, and thus opened up with a question about trades. “Warden,” That one was a definite. Though he had to re-earn it here, it was something that he was good at, naturally. “and I enjoy exploring so I'll probably go for outrider too,” Little did Regi know that such was the exact opposite of what his companion wanted to hear. Blissfully unaware, Regi continued on, “I'm not too sure for the third. I might go for Caretaker.” He might not have been “parental” by any stretch of the word, if only for age alone, but he didn't think playing and teaching pups was too hard. Not to mention, the pack tended to pitch in to help the parents, anyway.