Hushed Willows east of the sun

Well, this was adorable. The fear that he was inspiring in the boy was cute, to say the least, and it brought a smile to Alejandro's face. Of course he wasn't going to hurt him - he had no need to, and... well, this boy was so eager to please. 

A new toy! supplied the more devious part of the St. Clair's mind. It could certainly be fun to make a game of this, but there was something about the white wolf's naivety that was near enchanting. Perhaps he would only take advantage of him a little bit. Not to hurt, but to entertain himself. 

Alejandro huffed out a soft laugh. "What if I wanted bison?" he questioned, wondering what the reaction he'd get from the boy was. Of course, he only let that hang in the air for a moment before he continued.

"Non mon ami," he responded with a small smile. "I appreciate the offer, but I couldn't accept having you hunt for me. Not when I am capable of helping." Another pause, before he continued once more, amusement lacing his tone. "But it is kind of you to offer to feed someone when you don't even know their name."