Rising Sun Valley Eccentric orbit

Deimos has his reservations, but Keyni seems smug. She's got a confidence to her he has to admire. It's not an everyday occurence that you manage to steal a meal from a raptor. Deimos thinks if he'd been the one to do it, an eye or two would have been lost. Both his own, naturally.

He's troubled by the mention of a wolf with three legs. How did she get around? No wonder she had tried to steal food from a bird - but, wasn't that risky? He has his doubts and is about to voice them, but the conversation's moved on. It's shifting to him, and how long he's been a lone wolf. Deimos doesn't want to say; if he admits it's been a while, he might look like he's unsuitable. The truth is he just hasn't gotten his ducks in a row yet. He's never been one to plan more than one foot in front of the other. "A few months by myself, but I had company until recently. Seems like there's no shortage of packs around, but I've been scouting to see which are the strongest." He leaves it at that, avoiding mention of his starfaring whims and how he can't hold down a single commitment. If she sticks around, she'll find that out fairly quickly.