Silver Moraine he's got an everloving bone to pick with one and all

the break of the woman's facade was so quick that tezcacoatl wasn't so sure he didn't imagine it. nevertheless, his gaze drifted to scan the territory behind her. he doesn't anticipate danger but the wolves of the glacier, as he's come to learn, are touchy about anyone being in neutral territories that they deem too close to their borders. there was a chance the silver moraine was one of those ...not that the serpent king was in the habit of caring. so long as he was not traipsing through their land they couldn't actually do anything and if their members wanted to pick fights with him over unclaimed land well then ...they were more than welcome to step up to the plate. neutral territory was neutral territory and the possessiveness of unclaimed lands annoyed tezcacoatl, especially when he wanted to travel through them.

tezcacoatl's gaze goes back to the woman once more when she thanks him and he offers her a small nod; and when she asks what his name was again it occurs to the serpent king that he never gave it to her. would anything have been normal about this conversation he might've teases by saying something like i didn't; but this was not the light-hearted conversation for such things.

"tezcacoatl," he tells her and then offers, "or tezca for short." because 'tezcacoatl' was a mouthful, admittedly. it wasn't half as bad as the name his mother could've chosen: some of the 'coatl' names got incredibly long and difficult to pronounce.