Whitefish River the big life

What ever surprise he had hope to have seem to not be there at all. He should have expected that, sneaking up on an assassin is no easy task. They are just as trained as Knights. The only real difference was the propose behind it. But seeing how this female shown no signs of hostility he immediately rose into a more presentable position. He stood up straight with head held high still quite cautious about this wolf.

The words she used caused even more distrust. He believed was clearly something an assassin would say. The plan of action was to not answer her question. If she didn't know for sure he was alone then that meant she would not engage and play innocent. Yes, he agreed with himself, That's what an assassin would do. He cleared his throat before giving a reply. "That is classified information m'lady. Just to assure you, I was not sneaking up on you. I was just cautiously trying to discover the unusual scent around here. You smell more of flowers, are you trying to cover your own scent?" he said a bit loudly yet calm.

He believed that she would make up some excuse for smelling like some kind of flower. The goal behind all this was the discover her goal. Was she on a mission or was she off duty and just taking the day off? If he could find out who she targeted he might be able to save a life. There would be no point in stopping her here. Stopping her on the job will be much more rewarding and surely it would allow the others who witness understand what Knights are.