Haunted Wood Trails of Fire

The threat spat back to him by the weakened wolf make Santi raise his head high and a huff of breath that could be considered a laugh exhale through his nose. Of course not taking the other seriously, his devious smile remains.

“Oh, he’s feisty.” He mumbles back to the slate pelted wolf.

Then as his Warlord steps between the other male and himself Santiago twin moons gaze expectantly to the younger man. His questioning gaze is met with an interesting reply, the words confident enough for Santi to not laugh in his face. Though what got him turning head is the demand of You won’t hurt him. meets his ears.

Santi’s ear twitches at the order and he nods curtly. “As you wish.” He hums back lowly. The smile fades enough to where his expression is taken more as neutral than anything.

The silent chemistry of the two isn’t missed by the curious wolf. Rather than interrupting them he waits for the hushed words to finish. Stepping a bit closer Santi nods down to the pair. “I can carry him if I need to.” He offers his services only to remain respectful to his Warlord. Though Santi isn’t a fan of helping strangers, Valour’s word mustn’t be taken lightly.