Blackfoot Forest i will not die

The man had no reason to be angry with Liri. She was protecting, and had he felt this was a situation that needed to be protected she would have done her job. But this male didn't appear to be threatening, only curious. For new packs, communication was key- and if they already made one enemy they could possibly use an ally or two. He gave the other a soft smile.

"Blackfeather Woods," he repeated, storing the name in the back of his mind. "Well Cicero, it is a pleasure," Aaron dipped his head politely, his tail waving. He held back a snort, finding that most of his pack was relatively open and friendly. Perhaps Liri only felt threatened, he didn't know. "We have no secrets," the man replied, "We're only cautious, it would seem."

Aaron sat, deciding he wouldn't mind sharing the basics. There wasn't much to know. He was no fool though, if information was coming from him it would be coming back as well. "Sit, and I will share with you my pack. I do however, request you to do the same from your Blackfeather Woods." His eyes held the same mischief, the information game that the other enjoyed so much, was foreign to Aaron- but he did enjoy talking to wolves of other packs and learning.