Golden Glade Home on the Remains

the vailë seizes the stranger up. "well, my pack is pretty close by," he finally says, "if you decide to stick around. and my name's delight," he adds. truth be told he doesnt really feel like it's worth the effort to try and recruit this guy, but he'd be remiss to not at least offer. polite and all that. 

but he doesn't want to end the conversation - not yet. his opinion of the stranger isn't low, per se, just slightly off-put - and to be far, delight is almost always slightly off-put. the androgyne rearranges himself, sitting with his tail curled 'round his white-tipped toes. "so, where're you from, then?" he asks with genuine curiosity - see, he's not all bluster-and-brood.