Thunder Dome prickle and spark,

Rusalka. He stuffed the name in the back of his hazy mind, wondering vaguely whether he would recall it again in the coming weeks. She asks the same of him, and he tilts his head in thought before ruby eyes wander back to her gaze with a slight smile and a nod. A forming pack. In- Hushed Willows, it's called... if I remember correctly.. and we're called Seelie Court. Not big yet, but- He shrugs nonchalantly. Maybe in time.