Redtail Rise still miles to go till i arrive

faust nodded once, slow and considering. he let the silence stretch between them, heavy as the snow that blanketed the earth.
maybe.
it was neither acceptance nor dismissal, only the weight of a thought he had yet to conclude. he studied the man before him, gaze steady, assessing. he was lean, built for endurance, and though he lacked the brute force of a soldier, there was intelligence behind his words. a survivor’s cunning.
after another pause, he exhaled sharply through his nose, shifting his weight.
if you are unbound to a pack, he said finally, voice rough with the cold, then maybe there is something i wish of you.
his tail flicked, and his head tilted slightly, watching for a reaction.