The Sunspire Easy come, Easy go

Dakarai watched the female's lips tug up into a silent yet friendly smile and he returned it with his own. Piping up he answered the silent question "Dakarai, and what shall I call you miss?" he asked sitting down and studying her intently. She had seemed focused on something, deep in thought or something like that. The wind around him whispered to him, the leaves brushing together and fillinf him with a sense of contentment. Maybe there was more to this female than a pretty face? "Anthousai..." he murmured, his eyes glazing over for a moment as he lost himself deep in thought. Anthousai was something his old pack believed in, a Nymph that specialized in the soil that grew flowers, and that lived on in the flowers themselves. Snapping back to himself he smiled sheepishly "my apologies, I tend to disappear within myself at times" he said, his tone back to being one of a gentleman.