Swiftcurrent Creek carry on, if you have a mind to

so it was a short wait. not that he minded, of course. Benedict would rather get this over with than be alone with his thoughts for long periods of time. a dark man appeared, quickly introducing himself to him. Kavik. he'd give a dip of his head. "greetin's, 'pha Kavik" his accent made it difficult to understand at times. he made no move forward, keeping the borders respectful enough. "dunno, t' be honest. m' new t'ese lands. yer pack was t' first I came across." he decided to be truthful, hoping it was appreciated.

his head would softly tilt as he introduced himself. "m' Benedict Ignis Fatuus" a mouthful but his parents had always given him a smack if he failed to say the whole thing without pause. he was less proud of his heritage. " 'd like te ask bout yer community. and er, if t'ere is room fer me." Kavik had been straight to the point, so he saw no reason to beat around the bush. he supposed questions would come next, and he mentally prepared himself for it.