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"Afraid it's the truth. Though... I have done a great deal of travelling in my time." He flashed her a grin, however he knew the constant moving and shifting homes had not been choice of his own. Despite this, Kieran knew it had not been his fathers fault either, and no part of him blamed the older man. 

"I'm good at being patient." The young hunter confirmed, nodding his head affirmatively to the wolfess beside him as they continued to walk. When the idea of dragon hunting came around, he found himself slightly confused - what on earth was a dragon? Why had he never heard of it? Assuming, by the way she spoke, it was something that wolves fought, he nodded again and quirked his lips into a smile with no hint of his inner confusion present. "Of course!"