Cassiopeia's View Fairwell Bucharest

Ezekiel watched her intently as she stepped out from behind her hiding spot. She seemed nervous. Perhaps he had come on as a bigger threat than he'd thought. He let his fur fall and got into a more relaxed position. Krypton. Her name was Krypton. He'd never heard it before, but being in a completely different territory, he shouldn't have been surprised. Then she offered something that Zeke had a hard time turning down. A place to stay. A pack maybe? Some place to call home. It sounded so inviting, she seemed nice, so surely her pack would be the same. He hadn't even asked, she'd simply offered, which showed hospitality. He wanted to go with her. He wanted to find a place to live and stay put.

But his adventure wasn't over yet. He couldn't settle down. Not yet. He had to see more. He had to learn more. Besides, he's been controlled by alphas for far too long, and cruel ones at that. As much as his head said go with her, his heart refused. The idea of being ordered around again sickened him. No, he would be alone for a while longer at least. Maybe then. Zeke. And no I'm not. Maybe someday. Erm anyway, what happened to the trees here? It was a rather abrupt change in the conversation, but the question had been nipping at his lips for too long now. Hopefully the female wouldn't be disappointed at his decline, and would still feel up to talking.