King Elk Forest And they all fall down

He barks out a harsh fit of laughter when she asks about what happened to Ursus. “One of their disrespectful ass kids attacked Nyra. She put him in his place and then shit got out of hand. Now we have to show them that the Saints aren’t to be fucked with.” He hums simply, his face shows how entertained and unworried he is about the war. As if Ursus has absolutely no chance at gaining an advantage, even if Moonspear doesn’t ally with the Saints. 

Yet at her sentimental mentioning of Warriors Heart he sighs. A soft smile replaces the harsh, teasing one. “Of course. I think about the Canyon almost every day.” He sighs. 

Then he carries onto her next almost suggestive question and he laughs once more. “Whatever you’d like. Hunt, eat, talk, sleep, spar, play.” He lists a few of the options even suggestively. His hawkish eyes meeting hers.