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she responds to his inquiry with a 'not at all'. the tundrian lets out a small noise in the back of his throat, tail flicking against his hocks. and gives an errant nod of his head when she continues by telling him that he caught her attention. "i've been known to do that." he murmurs in acceptance of her words, vain as ever. he smirks, a slow and perhaps wicked thing ...but his flirtations are shallow. there is one that has already caught his eye and flirtation for wintersbane does not always equal genuine interest ( and yikes that sounds so cruel ).

his ear flickers and his attention perks in earnest now as she mentions that he is not the first of blackfeather she's come across. he is silent for a moment, contemplating her words. "oh?" he inquires, wondering if the daedra have given him an opportunity to recruit. ...maybe, this time, he might be successful. "maybe it's a sign." he suggests idly, gauging her reaction to the possibility of being recruited. it's true that blackfeather woods isn't exactly hurting for wolves at the moment ...but winter would soon be upon them and extra capable bodies would help. not to mention, there's a bit of chipped pride where his past attempts had failed whether out of their reputation ruining it before he even had a chance or the wolf in question did not feel like they'd be a good fit ( though the latter he certainly respected more than the first ).