Swiftcurrent Creek the two weed spots, the two hot glocks

The mercenary's ears instantly arched forward as he caught sound of the male's protective response to Heartha's question and slowly, Sylvas' golden eyes gradually peered over to the silver female as her voice soon rang out in reply, the conversation continuing between the pair as the brown male stood quietly watching the other. It was only until the loss of their home was mention that the bulky brute stepped forward, allowing his gruff voice to escape his lips after Heartha had spoken, ”What my companion here says is true and we're definitely not looking for any trouble..” He said before stopping briefly to turn around and look at their small group, ”We're just looking for a place to call home is all.” Sylvas sighed as he turned his attention back to the male across the waters, ”I'm Sylvas and this is my - family.” The brute said offering the silver male a friendly smile as his ears flicked back against his head.