Sunbeam Lair 'Cause some things just don't change

Midar stayed where he as as the stranger approached, neither tense nor relaxed. If he died today, then he would welcome it but it didn't seem like killing him was on the other wolf's agenda. 

At first he was confused by the word gem. It had been a long time since anyone had reacted to him positively and certainly no one had ever referred to him as a gem. It was odd, but he decided to let it go. The beast shrugged. I used to live around here, but then I left. I've been on my own for a while. Intentionally vague because he didn't care to delve into his sordid and painful past. 

He took a seat and watched the large man, his gaze calculating but curious. There was something about him that called to Midar, something about the way he carried himself that intrigued him. He tilted his head a little and asked: Where did you come from?