Hideaway Strath Return of the Shadow

As they embrace, he feels her teeth on his nape and his teeth are instantly showing in a loose, but sly smile. He loves the teasing, those icy orbs that gaze up to him promiscuously. 

Then her voice is breaking the silence and he stop to listen attentively. He is glad to hear that she’s found a woman matching the description of the pale warrior. Yet, his face becomes obviously lost in thought and contemplation as she mentions her going by such a different name. Then Rivenwood. What is Rivenwood? No sign of Renard. He’s not his first target, so he doesn’t find it much of a loss.

Brows still furrowed in though he looks to her. “That’s interesting. It’s good enough to find more leads and carry on further with the investigation though. Good job, darling.” He praises. Though his voice still seams perplexed as he sifts through any and all possible ideas or questions.

“This woman, did she speak in a different language? Did she introduce herself as that name? It sounds like something that could translate to her native tongue.” He pauses for a moment. “Where and what is Rivenwood? A pack? A place? This information could be very useful to us.” He says, obviously pleased with the information she’s gathered.