Hideaway Strath Feeling safe with your love song

Kynareth doesn’t move a muscle; he doesn’t go closer and he doesn’t back down. Rather he leans up against a nearby tree and looks upon this stranger who greets him asking for safe passage through his territory. Really he has no problem with it, but the only thing he thinks about is the fact that there is only one way in this place. How exactly would she pass through.

So as her lips tilt up in a sly smirk he mirrors her with his own. His handsome face allowing a gleam of his long fangs to be on display in an fairly charming smile. “I would have no fuss allowing you passage through, hell I’d escort you myself, but this is a dead end. There’s only one way out and one way in and you’re standing in it.” He hums to her informatively. 

He eyes her curiously and decides to ask a quick question. “Are you not a part of a pack? Do you not have anywhere to stay for the winter?” He asks then. The inquiry genuine and said in a more neutral tone than his last.