Greatwater Lake Will you take my life? [M]

He was a man of mostly grunts and growls it seemed. Sayf didn't mind and he had no trouble interpreting what the sounds meant. The coyote could tell his words had an effect on the shadow by the way confusion mixed with the scowl he had worn almost the entire time they'd been here. 

But he offered no more words on the subject, and Sayf wasn't one to push anyone to talk. He just held the beast's blank stare, wishing he knew what was going on behind those troubled, crimson eyes.

The silence was broken when the shadow asked where he was from. Not far from here is a mesa; I live there with my pack, Akashingo. A small smile curved his dark lips. You can visit me again if you would like. No obligation, just an open invitation the beast could accept or ignore.