Firefly Ravine When the cold wind is a'calling

He'd surprised her, but she didn't look too alarmed or upset that he felt he should depart and leave her on her own. Her comment lacked conviction, and he sought to remedy that, bringing a half-smile to his features which danced more in his eyes than it drew his lips upwards. She asked who he was, but he ignored the question for the moment, choosing instead to move a few more steps forward- his posture still casual but confident, so that he could get a better look at her and gauge her facial expression...He suspected that she was probably quite expressive when she wanted to be, with the markings that framed her eyes. 

"Are you sure?" He pressed, quirking an eyebrow. "I wouldn't really hurt him..." He drawled, before he shrugged. "Badly" He said. As she'd asked his name, and he realized he could possibly be freaking her out right now, he dipped his head to her. "I'm Jackalope."