Dragoncrest Cliffs Out of Bounds

Perhaps he worded it wrong - the boy questioned the guardian and even got a little upset. To which, he frowned at the situation. A deep crease forming between his brows. Njord was frustrated, that was obvious even to the less than socially inclined frost-bound warrior. And if Rosencrantz wasn't already a drooly slob due to the lack of face he had, perhaps the slurping of saliva would have disgusted him a little - instead, he was nearly oblivious to its presence, having to deal with it constantly himself. 

Are you ready to let her go? It was more so a question to get him to think, rhetorical in nature as a pause lingered long enough for Njod to think it over. Or are you going to do something stupid? The last thing Sapphique needed now was a love-struck boy making enemies with a new pack all because he wanted to get his dick wet. Were he alone on this would be a different matter... but with Sapphique's scent all over him, the pack would be involved whether they wanted to or not. 

If you are planning on stupidity, it's wise to let Erzulie and Rosalyn know that they must prepare for a storm that might be coming our way. It wasn't a matter if Rosencrantz was willing to help Njord get the girl of his dreams - but a matter of whether or not the Alphas were willing to protect this boy who might be bringing trouble to their doorstep all in the name of "love".