The Heartwood Never Felt a feeling of comfort.

Okay just making sure, lol. <3

Red eyes boring, searing. Big blunt head turned. Tattered, broken ear lifted and then shifted. He stared. A smirk ever present on his face. Eyes taking in all that was small beast.

Easily broken. Skittish. Worried, but there was something in it's voice. A question.

Dreven. My name is Dreven.

Dreven turned and approached, looking downward. Eyes tracing dips and shadows. Minute thing this beast. Tinier than him that was for sure. His coloring was nice though. Pretty. Reminded him of forests with lots of leaves, dappled in shadows of spring.

You shouldn't be so close to borders, little dog. Bad things could happen to little dogs.

There was a cold smile then, though he made no move to be threatening, merely watched, and waited. Toying.