Haunted Wood Give me the glitterati

He didn't laugh, but that didn't stop his contemptuous grin from returning. Her being a foreigner was a pretty valid excuse, in all fairness. Hmm... close, but not quite. I don't care about anyone's feelings, but I still know how to be appropriate so I don't piss the wrong person off, He threatened back, hint hint. It was in good fun though... mostly. If she didn't heed his warning, she'd learn the hard way that none of his threats were ever empty.

Vanity could think whatever she wanted, but Black Hat was very selective about what tidbits he let people glean from his past. Some, like his trades and ranks in a previous pack, were harmless enough. Those explained naught about his eye scar nor why he was no longer there. When she explained that she was the queen, he dramatically feigned awe. That explains a lot, He teased. He decided against revealing he, too, was a leader if only to avoid coming off like he saw her as competition. Black Hat was on his own level of petty.