Neverwinter Forest stinky pinky and sheldon

He'd met a few wolves that talked sort of odd, and he was unsure whether they all spoke the same language or what. His ears weren't exactly tuned to noticed the differences, and with a long enough gap between them  all he could tell was something along the lines of "they sound odd." Ah, yes. He was going to say something else when she brought the bird forward and presented it to him, We thank you. he dipped his head, then reached forward, picked it up and moved it a bit closer, accepting.

The coast, hm? he canted his head and looked out where she indicated. He was pretty unfamiliar with that part -- honestly, he never made it that far. Your pack is there? Or is there a chance we get to sweep you into our ranks? With the hunting you've done it's rather tempting... A playful grin at that. Okay, he had a bad experience near the coast and it had pretty well poisoned his opinion on the whole thing. But it just made him cautious rather than aggressive, and he kept it buried far beneath the surface anyway. He'd certainly had practice on that part. If he needed to, he'd fish around and see if she was part of that same group he'd met before -- though he didn't know that one was Rusalka and the other was Drageda. 

Well, you've managed to find the right wolf. I'm the alpha here,  So you've got me curious, what are you needing me for? He tipped his head the other way, smirking with an expression that almost asked for mischief.