Ravensblood Forest O Brother Where Art Thou?

Dag merely chuckled at Arturo's response, not really caring what the coywolf thought of the last part, since he wasn't really planning on doing it. He dipped his head in what might have been assent, before moving away from the borders, skirting them as leads his new brother toward the narrow ridge he'd seen from the beach before approaching Lotte's woods. "It is customary for the male in question to lead this hunt," he informed his companion, but by the careless tone in which he spoke, it was clear that Dagfinn could not be too bothered by this fact.

Especially not when Arturo shared his own news.

"Todella?" he exclaimed, slipping into his own tongue in his excitment. He'd expected as much, of course, but to hear it confirmed only renewed the dark youth's happiness at this development. "That is wonderful, Arturo! Congratulations." He continued to look starry-eyed as they walked along, and it was clear that Dagfinn did not have his mind on any hunt as he plodded on.