Little Goat Mountain that he is to take possession before Michaelmas,

the figure of a man came into view-- and his voice into earshot. he was yelling-- probably searching for something, as his tone and choice of words suggested-- but tantalus did not believe that he was yelling at him until... well, until he was. the hey did not go unnoticed, and tan stopped in his tracks to view the pale man coming his way. he was forward, something tantalus respected in a man, but a bit louder than he needed be. but as tantalus was analyzing him, about to respond, a sweet, girlish howdy! came into earshot. tantalus turned to see.

it was a russet coated girl, different than the raven coat of cyclone. but tantalus did not think her more or less attractive than the other woman (as appearance was always his first judgement of a female). his only criticism was that she reminded him of amara, but such could be said about any woman sporting a red coat. 

he remained quiet, gaze narrowing upon the woman before looking back to the pale man-- he tilted his head downwards. "looking for something?" he asked, studying the man, ignoring the woman for now.