Duskfire Glacier Arvīge

eyes of red watch with unbolstered amusement as faust comes striding up. up the hill, bumping into him, drawing a lowly laugh from the man. noting the sarcasm that layers him. looking over faust's shoulder into the distance now for several seconds as they converse.
not meaning to intrude. until her voice grows too loud for his liking, and she insinuates. threatens. blackfell's head snaps towards her, and a growl blossoms to life in the cage of clenched teeth that bare before her.
the woman barks! he exclaims, words only for he and his cousin, to further provoke. sharing an amused look with faust, and then chuckling arrogantly, pressing a knowing elbow into his side. but is she smart enough to watch her bite?
a question posed for her as his violent eyes rotate now for her.