Neverwinter Forest Silent Night

His offer was rejected, but Hush simply shrugged and tore into the plump flesh, his eyes flickering up to her as she lingered nearby. She still had words to say. It was obvious that he was not a pack wolf, but Hush shook his head regardless, keeping himself in the conversation. He tore a haunch off of the creature, starting with this part of the body first to regain his energy. His silver tipped ears peaked upwards at the mention of her being a Queen. Hush cocked his head - should he bow? Nothing about her posture demanded physical displays of respect, so Hush continued eating, his pale eyes locked on her as she described her pack.

Hush smiled to himself as she offered him a position in her pack. He had not heard of Vikings before, nor had he heard a name like During-went-tell(?). But if the rest of the pack were as noble and helpful as this woman - Queen - was, then Hush would proudly join their ranks. At least now he wouldn't have to waste energy searching for a pack to join in the cold months. The male paused in his feeding, nodding his head vigorously and barking softly as a confirmation. He had no words to embellish his pledge, nor questions to ask. He trusted her - however so (metaphorically) blind he was.