Cedar Sweep If it's true

AAH thank you! :’> <3

Kyn hums thoughtfully when the dark pelaged wolf speaks once more. He almost wants to scare her and maybe lie to her a bit on Arlette’s well-being. Yet, what’s the point in that? Then he sees the point. It would be worth it to see her face when he tells her he’s joking, but he’s sure that she won’t find the jest quite as funny. He has an easy, but rancid sense of humor anyhow. It’s definitely not to everyone’s liking. 

“She’s doing well, if you must know.” He decides not to scare her too bad. “She’s happy and healthy as far as I know.” 

He definitely noticed the way she jumps to defend herself. He smirks when she does. He likes making others feel uncomfortable — scared — in his presence. So all he does is hum softly to acknowledge that he heard her before he can’t help but investigate this woman further. 

“So,” He says conversationally. “You don’t smell of any pack? How did a small one like you get through the winter all by herself?”