The Sentinels but i know you too well

if rannveig had caught the glint of disapproval (hey, dalia -- my sisters are total babes) he might have sat her down on her pretty bum and explained to her that the one way to rope in a vagrant man was usually with the promise of fine woman-flesh. if that didn't work, he might even have offered ford (not a total babe) - or even velen (debatable) - if that was the wolf's sort of thing.

but it appeared it wasn't. govinda seemed unmoved by such fine attractions. fine. be that way -- rannveig supposed it meant more women for hi-- wait, scratch that.

he couldn't help the stir of his own tail in response though: at least govinda didn't seem offended by his charm (unlike miss charm school over here, who secretly thought calling sisters total babes was wrong. UR RONG!!) he didn't quite know what bhai meant, but grinned after its utterance all the same.

"see ya around, chief." rannveig rejoined, the smile that lingered on his lips genuine. he didn't mind govinda -- actually, he thought govinda was alright. maybe they'd come across one another again - rannveig thought that might be nice.