Dragoncrest Cliffs okay, well, that’s a mutual thing.

the more val learned of this situation, the less he loved this stranger darkening their doorstep. but again, he pragmatically reminded himself that kheviel had come here with food and a limp, and had not been turned away. and she was, in all effects, maybe in worse shape. if sapphique was in the business of giving handouts, it was hardly fair for val to say no.

still. his gaze measured this man. there wasn't anything that was outwardly wrong, and his tone seemed genuine -- leaving val to at last come to the conclusion his misgivings may well be because this man was male. in that case, it was hardly charitable -- but men tended to come and go in sapphique, and were hardly held in high esteem.

val. he wondered what @Mireille or @Chacal would think. both were round with expecting litters at this point, and he hardly wanted to waste their time prattling about the vibes of a wandering itinerant. in the end, he relented. fine. but you must know that sapphique is not.. he paused, shuffling through how to phrase it: warm to outside men. you will need to earn trust to be part of our circle.