Swiftly doth these paws tread {Joining}

Mikael waited with bated breath as the beta female debated and deliberated, sharp eyes constantly assessing him. He almost sunk down in relief from the response the fae gave and grinned heartily, rising up on his legs once again and shaking the vestiges of snow from his coat. He smirked teasingly and bowed his head jokingly under his front paw. "Yes ma'am. And what if I can? I shall just wait until it looks like it will rain and then tell everyone it's going to rain. Voila! Future is told!" He grinned once again and then quirked his head at the curious statement and advice that the beta relayed to him.

"Twig, eh? Well I shall remember that well! No Elwood there!" He thought it was a little suspicious but who knew? Perhaps he was just being complicated. He stepped forward, stretching his body out a little and grinned wolfishly once again. "So, may I enter? Or shall I set up a den outside of your border?" He chuckled a little afterwards, letting the fae know he was fooling around.