Swiftcurrent Creek i'm not like your man

Woah. This guy was full of energy, like a child. So smiley and eager to greet him- Lacoste halts and lifts his head upward to look at the blue eyed boy. Hey, he drawls, Guess you're not. As if on cue, a smooth smile grows on his face, ghostly eyes giving the dude a once-over before returning to his face. 

I'm Lacoste Vasselli. He introduces coolly. Nose tests the air- the boy didn't have the smell of any particular pack, not yet. A wanderer like himself? You from around here?