Kildeer Rest 'Zat you, Santa Claus?

It wouldn't have ever occurred to him that the woman standing in front of him was deaf. Of course, he looked directly to her when he spoke, though perhaps any hints of Greek tongue curls has put her at a disadvantage of understanding. Aiolos however had been long from the Greek Islands now and though Greek was his birth tongue he had far more often spoke common now. Of course, the word Aiolos was quite an odd one.

He dips his head to her words, not catching one bit she had a lack of understanding. The pair did better together during combat of some sort which would be quite fine with Aiolos, granted he quite enjoyed sparring and in this odd case... hunt-fighting?

It's a date then. He speaks and watches her retreat a moment before turning a looping back towards their camp where he could grab another wolf or two for support.