Sea Lion Shores far away from home.

The woman finally settled, an indication that she was both not threatened by the Wraith and also perhaps planning on staying a while. He did not mind though; thus far, she was not yet edging on his nerves. She posed an interesting question to the brute, to which he did not readily have an answer for her. The beast shifted his weight back onto his hinds, forelimbs splaying slightly before him in some semblance of a half-hearted stretch. A shrug rolled across his facial features. "My allegiance is precious," he began, a hint of sarcasm in his voice. He thought highly of himself, but often spoke more egotistically than he actually was - he wasn't that full of himself, but it humored him to pretend to be. "And I have yet to come across a lot that seems worthy."