Blackfoot Forest give me the souls and the flocks that you wish

He did not respond to her request to view the flowers, it seemed redundant to show a stranger his territory. He sat opposite of her now, his broad shoulders stiff and his handsome face focused solely on this woman. "Where do you plan on going?" he asked, appearing to ignore her statement altogether. In actuality, he did not, but his brief skip over what she'd said made it seemed like he did. "What do you plan to do?" he asked afterwards, his pale-blue eyes studying her face with interest. He was intrigued by her past and by her personality, but he was intrigued by most women anyway. Like a clouded sky, his eyes showed no hints of his intentions for her, but he remained silent and waited for her answers regardless. Perhaps, if he answers were as he hoped they would be, she could repay his favor immediately.