Hushed Willows Which way are you goin', which side will you be on?

He noticed something akin to regret in the Faerie Queen's diluted gaze, but he'd come to understand moments later that she likely felt disappointed that Orlaith had not chosen to settle in the glen with the others. In an effort to cheer Lumiya up, he chuckled softly and tossed his muzzle with a somewhat arrogant flick. "Orlaith doesn't want to explore the world; she wants to conquer it," He mused with a silken smile. She was devoted to her own ambition, something that he admired but like Lumiya, it caused him some regret. This was the most likely place he'd thought Orlaith might've settled- but he'd missed her. 

"Well," He breathed, then, not entirely satisfied with the fact that he'd not accomplished his goal of finding Orlaith and settling down in a pack so that he could continue to torment her for the rest of her life, "I don't suppose you're looking for another addition to your pack then, in her stead, hmm?" He asked. "Every pack needs to have a knight; and if Orlaith's left then you'll find no better replacement," He said.