Sleeping Dragon Trials by Fire

“I see.” He says like it’s a world wonder. “Self taught, not too bad then.” He comments nonchalantly. He moves to walk behind her, ghostly eyes eerily staying on her face/head as he walks behind her once again. He expects her to do something rash, she probably expects the same from him. Though he walks casually, almost like a stalk to her right side to walk beside her.

He smiles down to her, he likes to keep others on their toes. “Yes niña pequeña, I am Santiago Gabriel Arcos.” His accent rolling the words beautifully. “You can call me Santi if you’d like.” He says deeply with a playful wink.

His face becomes contemplative then. “Mis disculpas, small wolf. I cannot join a pack. A few friends of mine had some trouble telling me what to do in the past.” His eyes go dark for a second not due to a bad memory, merely his mind going back to the primal carnage of what he used to do to other animals and things of the such.

He shakes himself out and a light smile graces his features. “Your pack would not want to accept me anyhow.” He comments indifferently with a shrug. “We look for your crystal then?”