Emberwood Vilipending Loneliness

As the moments passed, the terrified boy finding his words, Taikon took a pause to reflect on his actions. He flicked his eyes around for a brief second, noting the inherent violence associated with his hunt. It was dark, late, and he was nothing more than a ranting stranger to this young yokel. Taikon listened as the bi-coloured youth spoke his name, Spook, so befitting. Hey, Spook, he said more calmly, offering a small smile. His question gave the white male pause; Taikon blinked a couple times, unsure and undecided.
I mean I wanted to find food and I did, I guess, he chuckled. The joke wasn't funny, and he made a face at his awkwardness. Sorry, he paused for a long moment, until a raven called out in the distance. There seem to be a lot of packs in these parts, and I don't know my way around. I'm.. worried of unfriendly folk, if that makes sense. Do you know of people like that? Of.. people to avoid?
He'd asked a question to respond to a question because in truth, he didn't know the answer. The prince had long wandered in search of what he wanted — it was hardly a straight-forward riddle.