Cedar Sweep Half Algorithm, Half Deity

All good with me!

Right - his name. He had nearly forgotten to introduce himself. That would have been incredibly rude, even for him. "Beau." He answered promptly. "You gon' tell me yours, pretty boy?" He would leave him with the nickname, otherwise. A compliment all things considered, though not necessarily to be taken to heart coming from Beau. The man rarely thought before he spoke.

His companion spoke of a trade, and he was unsure of what to take it for. "What sort of trade are we talkin' about?" He raised a left eyebrow, awaiting an answer.

He had no issue following after the man, his curiosity pulling him along. He had observed the wolves of the lowlands to be odd creatures, how could he not? But this was his first time up close with one - it could be his last, as well. He never knew how long it would be before he met another wolf.

A cave. Such things had always been unsettling to him, yet he found reason to push such fears aside and follow.