Hushed Willows Gestält

He listened, ears twitching attentively, as she imparted to him an answer to his question and the frivolous padding of her background. She had a decent head on her shoulders, and could prove invaluable if he spent the time to cultivate what he knew and what he intended to find out about her. He nodded slightly, as she finished finally with the introduction of her name. The smileless brute gained a peculiar gleam in his lusterless eyes. "Flora," he repeated, tucking the name of the creature into his reserved thoughts. "Warbone," he offered, his tail jumping back and forth softly against his hocks. "You mentioned that you value numbers, well there are none here at this time. My epiphany only reached me last night, and you would be my first subordinate, if that is your choice; even knowing that I am a yet poor king with too few subjects to make my claim viable."

He wondered then if she would decide to help him rise, or leave him to his own devices.