Kildeer Rest Much more than heartless

Leen thought it rude for the man to just start walking away, causing a bristle of the fur. He was about to storm after him with a demand for knowledge but the silvered one inclined his head. Leen soothed his pathetic temper and followed quickly, his tail swaying softly as he walked beside him.
He thought for a moment before questioning, "Did you come through the same thick woodland back there or from south?" He'd passed through the south path, exiting through the bracken, though he couldn't remember the land in it's best form. 

The question came as a surprise. He'd rarely had people ask about his accent and he'd never've placed this guy as one to question it. "I come from many places. I guess I was born in the south but my family migrated north as soon as my siblings could walk." He flashed him a grin, "I suppose you're not as well traveled as me. I suppose that makes you uneducated, lad." It was a shot in the dark but Leen didn't care if he crashed and burned. 
"Why should I not use words in a way that expresses my own individuality, you close-minded tart." Well, that came out unexpectedly. Though he was called a child so, he didn't care much. Leen just laughed, shaking his head at himself.