Fox's Glade wendigo

Laurel soon came to the conclusion that this guy wasn't particularly interesting or lively. He was pretty boring, actually, and seemed only minorly influenced by her scent, if at all. Like he had something better to do. Tchk. His answer sent a chill through her spine as she hadn't expected such a dark and broody answer. What was he even going to do when he found the guy? The question lingered on the tip of her tongue and she opened her mouth to say it, but then...

"Oh. Good luck." She smiled awkwardly and then said, "I should head home. Good luck, see ya." She didn't really think -- or hope -- that she'd see him again, because he seemed altogether rather boring and on some broody quest for vengeance as far as she could tell. Laurel turned 'round and started to leave, assuming he'd do the same and return to his quest now.