Neverwinter Forest said he was a sailing man

Luhtar, still young himself, couldn't say he was surprised by the young girl's lack of... kindness. And the man, who Luhtar wrote off as one of the Forneskjan newcomers he hadn't yet met, was tense. Tense, but nice enough. Luhtar's gaze dragged from one to the other.

Moonspear? He hadn’t heard of them, then again, he only knew of Forneskja. That mattered little now.

Luhtar was quiet for several beats, his gaze cloudy, and he was visibly lost in thought. "Unmannerly? He finally spoke, choosing to confront the self-proclaimed Kinusi on her insult. There was no anger to be found upon Luhtar though, only a shred of amusement that circled through his amber stare. "You are unmannerly one. You insult me in home. You, Kinusi." His ears swatted.

Yes, he was proud of his comeback. Luhtar's chin lifted, his nostrils flared, inhaling a deep and greedy breath of the pup's scent. She stunk of strangers. He let his eyes roll towards his packmate, head tilting as he examined the older brute. "You wish her to meet Hárkonungr?"