Ankyra Sound It's a beautiful day to have a picnic

He stood his ground, waiting for her reply even as she stared out beyond his shoulder for a moment. He glanced towards the coast, where the ocean, seemingly unharmed lapped onto the shoreline. It was a beautiful sight, and he could understand why she had settled here. Perhaps he would stay even after the famine had pasted, perhaps he would not. For now, this was the best palce to be.

The roll of her shoulders bought his gaze back to her, and she smiled ferally. She spoke of "neighbors" who had not fulfilled a bounty, and that she would like to see them punished. Instantly, he understood that at least a wolf had died by the tone of her voice. "Those who should kill are those who are prepared to be killed," He replied smoothly, though a frown was starting to etch itself onto his face.

He detested wolves who killed for no reason, and would gladly kill them, not only to stick by his morals, but to impress. "More than able, and willing as well, " He nodded, "If you want me to, lady...?" He added on, inquiring her name once he realised he did not know it yet.