Jade Fern Grove Dizzy, Spinning Endlessly

Cry turned a cool gaze to the voice, an artic meeting his eye. Naturally to his position he turned in a protective manner, placing imself in between the voice's direction and the fae. Though it was not meant to offend or be abraisive, it was just a reaction. She however scooted closer to him, his defense prompting her to try and hide behind him. Afte travelling as a pair for a while, it was a reoccuring habit for them to take this stance.

A swift inhale relaxed him as he assessed the situation. 'Another lone', he thought. After such a thought, he corrected himself. 'I'm not a loner...I'm..I'm a pack wolf now.'
Leila relaxed as well, being the first to speak for the two.  "Oh, no, we're just friends," soft words called back to the male who was a more singularly colored version of herself. Through darkly shadowed mint eyes, she greeted the male back, much to Cry's dismay.