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

"pleasure is mine, ma'am," he said gently, head tilting as he glanced back to that bloodstained brute that loomed before them. he mirrored the chuckle-- but it was much prettier to the ear, though aaron was not the worlds kindest man, he was certainly more charming. "i could see it," he returned with a dip of his muzzle, "a wise man knows to hide his strengths." untrue. any man who was man enough would know to flaunt all of his talents-- and so this was jab at buffalo. but tantalus didn't voice his true opinions on the matter-- so perhaps he wouldn't pick up on it.

"i have come from the east," he replied with a prick of his ears as they angled forward, allowed cyclone to hover close beside him, and suddenly deciding that blondine too-- in this moment-- would be under his care as well. both girls deserved that. aaron gave every man he met the benefit of the doubt, but ladies were so easily frightened-- and he would do his best to make sure he kept them feeling safe. "i did not see her on my travels, i covered a good bit of territory-- i would try northwards," was his advice to the man.