Duskfire Glacier Suppressing who I was inside,

Nonchalantly, his ears swiveled backwards at the sound of approaching paw steps behind him. He wondered, for a moment, if it was the little splotched woman named Imaq, but when he turned his glacier gaze around he did not see the seelie, but the augoti pelt of a pure blood. She looked owlish -- suprised -- and confusion as to why made him raise a singke brow in inquiry.

What?

Oh, of course.

"She is Pheobe, my companion." He explained calmly, allowing air to exit his lungs through his nose. Questions about why he was carrying what others could precive as prey was to be expected. It seemed as if most had not seen such a thing before, and the archer worried that it would cause another actually trying to hunt the owless.

He wouldn't allow that to happen to her.

Changing the subject, the woodlander would shake his brunette pelt and turn to face the young looking she-wolf.

"I don't believe we've met....I am Kaster, a new recruit."