Horizon Ridge shadow runner

since this thread is over a month old i just went ahead and edited a conclusion on it so that it can be archived. :-)

The response is favorable from the older male and for the moment Drogon is content. He cannot know that in a few days time he will take to wandering again, unsettled. Still searching. Or that he would willingly pledge his loyalty elsewhere in near a month's time. It won’t paint him in a good light, this fickleness he’s developed. And he will understand that his inability to plant roots anywhere long enough to be of use to anybody is not a good quality. Easily, it could be attributed to how long he’s been on his own, that he’s been a mercenary for hire for so long that settling down feels like a prison, that he no longer remembers pack life …but that is likely an excuse. He does not know what he truly wants, where he wants to go and who will help him become what he wants to be. Yet, even that sense of future identity as solid and strong as it was once shifts and blurs. Once, he wanted to be a feared war lord and now? Now ...he does not know. Drogon does not realize these future events and for now does not worry. He has a tentative thing going here and for the time being he'll devote himself to it.

His ears cup forth as he is addressed again and he responds with a lofty: “Nope.”; and it remains true. He can think of no questions presently to ask of Constantine and so he lingers, waiting for whatever came next in this process. A few more questions follow and a short tour is given before the two part ways.