Bramblepoint White ribbon tied around your arms

His mind had been ablaze with concerns about the location they had come upon, but still he was conscious the pair would require a place to settle in the future. However until they were aware of any particular dangers that could halt their path, he believed they were better off roaming without a pack to chain them to the ground, as it could cause many hinderances for them. They had trailed upon one pack on their way to this new land, but they had harnessed snapping jaws and vicious tongues - definitely not a place that Altair would allow his princess to reside.

To her statement the star-pelted man inclined his head, cadaverous eyes wandering back to the horizon. "I caught scent of rabbits a good few tail-lengths away - are you in need of a meal?" If he recieved an affirmative, he would head off and attempt to return with the corpse of the prey betwixt his jaws for them to feast upon (whether she wished to accompany him or not was her choice).