Dawnlark Plains body covered in flames

he was happy that the man offered his skills so readily, that he didn't fumble over his words or grasp desperately for something to say. aditya dipped his head gracefully, eyes flashing back to a pale form in the near distance. it was aliac, and he gave her a friendly nod before turning his attention back to the white-furred male.

"i'll be honest--we are in most need of hunters, but your fighting skills would be invaluable to us, as well," adi responded. "what's your name? where have you come from?" there wasn't much of anything that clung to his pelt; he seemed the classic wanderer, going from place to place without any real ties. that was good. nothing to anchor him elsewhere, to draw his attentions away from the plains.