Ravensblood Forest rineless

While trouble might have been stirred had Nox been a less patient wolf, instead he found humour in the girl's words. Still, his frown remained, her comments echoed by a dry laugh. "And make a fool of yerself with yer last?" he teased dryly. While only her pride was bruised this time, he wasn't sure she'd be so lucky had someone else found her.

Whether it was boldness or borderline stupidity that motivated her, Nox didn't particularly care to find out. Too much of one or the other spelled trouble, and allowing her to remain here was a liability. But maybe that was what he wanted - to stir the pot a little. There was something to be said for this girl's outlook on life; it was certainly a fun one.

"Ye could say we're the skulkin' kind," he mimicked, the hint of a smirk returning to his face. "Only recently settled. And yer talkin' to their captain, missy." Guard dog? He supposed it was a valid conclusion given their chase, but the term felt a little unintelligent.