Blackbeak Bluff PASSING THROUGH EVERYBODY

Her name fit the season- and his bum that was feeling numb because of the cold snow. He grinned at the thought of it. Boy, Magnus, you're so clever and funny, he thought sarcastically . He was anything except smart, but his cockiness let him throw clever things at others, which was useful in an argument. The compliment on his name was nice to hear, so different from wolves outside this land. It was a unique experience every time he got a compliment on his name, and it filled him with pride. Soon, everyone would think of his last name as grand, rather than low.Thank you. You've got a nice one yourself, too. Really fitting in this season, huh? His compliment was real, he liked her name, but he hoped she could appreciate his jokey persona.

She moved closer, and the masked boy liked her cautiousness. It was very hard to make him uncomfortable with body language, but he appreciated her carefulness. He smiled at her. This was the first nice conversation he'd had in a while. The first conversation when he arrived here didn't go all too well, and his second was a bummer too.

Where ya goin' on such a lovely Winter day, if you don't mind me asking? He asked her with his honey sweet voice. He made a step towards her, showing no signs of wanting to run away from her. He wanted to ask her about the scar and where she had got it, but thought it would be inappropriate to ask a stranger he had just met. He also wanted to know if she was going to join a pack at some point-maybe even tagging along himself. He had seen almost everything here and it would be good for him to settle down somewhere for a while. Or maybe forever if he liked it there.