Indeed, he had not earned her ire. His responses in accordance to her and her subtle nuances were noted, and appreciated in a way, then she listened. His plans were not specific, and she sensed that picking and prying deeper would not yield her much besides potential frustrations. She did not really need to know what had driven him to wander exactly, just so long as he did not pose a threat to the pack.
He spoke on about the mountain, prompting her for a nod. It does take time to learn its ways,
she smirked, for it was a trial of the body and mind alike -- truthfully, not a challenge all were readied to face. Countless times she had seen wolves having to learn the hard way, or leave before they could adapt. Even she had needed time to adjust to the specific lay of the Spire. But, since it seemed to weed out the weak on its own by its mere nature, it just meant less work for her.
He asked of their numbers, and wrapped an interesting statement into the end. She, amused by his choice of words, squinted and flicked an ear. Compliments would only do so much. We are plenty, secured and stable here.. but ah, not exactly.. I think that the mountain intimidates more than it allures, for it does take a certain sort to conquer landscapes like these.
This was a guess, though, and a thinking she had picked up in greeting strangers over recent months. When visitors were scarce and pitiful messes on her doorstep more common than anything, it seemed reasonable. And if it is more they seek, none have made that clear.. so who is to say,
she straightened and almost chuffed a soft laugh; she remained without obvious suitors. Why do you ask?
He did appear interested in the area, so she would see what else she could find out before making any conclusions.
i want to bleed in the 「r a i n」