Serpent Lake Sun & Sand

I do. Naberius agreed to the others first set of words, backed with a hard edge and a harder stare. At the southern most extention of the Serpent Lake, he was not quite near enough at all to be intruding. Still, apparently close enough. 

Naberius lifts his muzzle high then, openly sniffing the breeze, just in case he had been mistaken as far as crossing borders went- he was not. 

Turning his head back down and to the stranger, I come from far. I left my lands of birth, chose a direction and walked it. The creek south led me here, where you have found me. No secret intention. No hidden motive. Would it be enough? I do not belong to any land here but perhaps, I might. 

He rose a brow, eyeing the man yet smile never wavered. It was still in the air whether this man would be of any use to Naberius and his ventures.