Deepwood Weald Boss Monsters

Uncertain of which way the stranger was in, Rosencrantz chose to remain on the spot for now and defend himself instead of risking an ambush. A flash of fangs as he prepared for the individual to come crawling out of the woodwork, the figure finally coming around into view. The growling remained despite the man's words, words were cheap, it was actions that the paladin truly believed in - and that scent. 

The same scent of a pack that Vespera had chosen for her home. At that, he was able to lower his defenses just enough, sheathing his fangs and silencing the rumble for now. Vespera, a woman should be in the same pack as yours. he had to be sure. If they were packmates, he would place his trust in her pack for now, and thus, this individual. Is she well? Ears tilted back as he questioned, hoping their last encounter had not done more harm than good.