Firefly Glen we will walk together until it disappears

Her guard was up, he observed--as well as he could tell, but he did get a reply despite the pressure he subtly applied. It came with an edge he wasn't exactly anticipating to that extent, though is served the situation well. Antares decided to try to take it in stride because he still found he was in a place not needing to worry. After a pause, he assumed what he could. You're close, he said, vague, though it was he who pushed just a little closer--a half-step, maybe, while he veiled the warning the scents gave away. Close to what was theirs, and his, by extension. While Osiris was the figurehead for this venture, and likely the catalyst to get it moving, he considered it all very much theirs.

I'm Antares, he offered back. Where the skies were concerned, the brightest star in scorpius, the scorpion. He had never seen one such creature in the flesh, though--well, not until now, technically. Only through the myths, the stories and explanations his older generation fed him.. and simply visualizing them as distant spots in the deep, dark night instead.

Nevertheless, he took the opportunity to sniff towards her, more openly than ever before. Traveling? he asked. She didn't smell like much of note. Not to him.