Ravensblood Forest Blackworm

The woman did not cower before him, but Nox was used to this. He knew well enough that his presence did not command submission, at least not yet, and so her nonchalant attitude drew a faint curve to his lips. There were other ways of getting what he wanted. 

"Ay, but strollin' in uninvited is crime enough, don't ye think?" Another step forward, though his tail remained languid and low. Her demeanour reminded him much of the girl, but where Meredith's antics appeared to stem from her own stupidity, the dark woman's theatrics carried with it the hardened edge of survival. She had done this before, perhaps many times.

What did she want?

What did he want?

Inky ears flicked to catch Meredith's tease, tell-tale smirk growing wider knowing full well she was all talk no bite. "Now which one shall we take..." he met her verdant gaze briefly before beginning to circle the dark wolf, head hung low as if to examine each of her limbs up close. Even as his voice rose above the others, there remained a hint of playfulness. Slowly, deliberately, his eyes scoured her scrawny frame. There may be use for her yet.

"I dunno, Mer, there ain't much meat on this lass," head canting coyly towards the stranger, the captain returned to stand beside the girl. "Reckon I got a better idea. How'd ye like a job?"