Sunspire Mountains Two Loners

Dante felt Helena brush his shoulder and thought again what a grand thing it was not to be traveling alone. However, he cringed internally as she bounded forward and brazenly asked the stranger who he was. Perhaps I thought too hastily, he amended, more amused than worried. Anyone could see that she was not challenging, but merely being forward. Still, it wasn't a move he would make.

"I understand and am glad to hear that we are not intruding. My name is Dante. May I ask what sort of lands we have stumbled upon? Are there many who call the surrounding area home?" It would be nice to have some sort of a bearing on what they were getting themselves into in the area. He would hate to get ripped apart by a particularly possessive pack. The thought wasn't appealing.

He allowed Helena to introduce herself, not wanting to speak for her. Like she would ever let that happen, he thought to himself, amused.