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She questioned him--but his eyes drifted down to the snake that wrapped around her wrist. Having stepped upon a garden snake or two in his years and having that unwelcome squeeze against his limbs, he wasn't sure why she remained so calm about it. He would have shaken that thing off long before--and so his gaze became pointed.

When it became apparent to the silver wolf that she held no desire to rid herself of the creature... rather, it seemed a companion of sorts, Argent swallowed his offer to help her take care of the unsavory thing that clung to her.

Instead, politely, he informed her if there were any packs here, he wasn't from them, and he definitely didn't know much about the surrounding lands. It was an unproductive meeting, but the wolf would slink away with a perturbed feeling in the end.