Grouse Thicket Little Bird

Collision would come to describe Rodyn as noble. His words translated to him being level-headed, diplomatic, and it was easy to see why he would be trusted as a leader. There was something honest about him, and quite frankly, Collision enjoyed it. It had been years since he had met someone that didn't carry some kind of hidden agenda for their kindness.

Collision wasn't sure about a group-hunt. Though, he also wasn't sure he would be a lone wolf much longer. Then again he didn't know if he was ready. Still...four seemed a bit much to carry. Well, three, given the donation.

  "Do you need help taking these wherever you plan to take them?" The words spill past his lips. Maybe...it would be good for him to consider a new home instead of running from the possibility, "I don't plan to be alone forever," He confesses. Some did enjoy the loner life. He wasn't one of them, "I don't mean to say I want to join you in your home....I don't mean to imply that I don't either," I don't know what I want.