Kildeer Rest cloak and dagger

It had slipped his mind to introduce himself to the dark-cloaked woman. It had not been intentional of him to simply decline the sharing of his name; after all, she had offered her own with an openness that he did not seem to possess. “Well I belong to the Sleeping Dragons, but I will say this… if I come across your Spring, I will tell her… that… Amber was looking for her,” he finally remarked with a swift nod of his slender skull. Glu held an expression on his face as if the female should have been pleased he’d retained any of the information she’d given him. While he was something of an oddball, the coywolf was even more self-centered, and it was a rare occurrence to have the troubles of others remain in his mind.
 
Almost as if the thought had come in, last moment, striking the skeletal little figure, he looked to her with bright eyes and flicked the tip of his tail. “I’m Gluskap,” he introduced in a sweet voice. But the dark female seemed as though she had found greater interest in the surroundings beyond him. Curiously, he flicked a single ear to the side.