Blackfoot Forest i will not die

The mans ears perked, and he nodded to himself of agreement with the white girl. True. He thought as she spoke, this stranger very well could be a spy. But honestly, what information did they hold that would be of any interest to anyone? Hi. Welcome to Rosings. We exist and we like flowers. The end.

I mean let's face it, not the most interesting of packs just yet. 

Perhaps their philosophy was different, but really there is no difference otherwise. He stood and waited, eyes narrowing upon the others features through the underbrush he hid in.