Broken Boulder haven't seen you much of late

Reyson was momentariliy surprised at the snipe of pain that snaked into the ministrations from the youth and he opened one blue eye. He had been alive long enough to know, when another was feeling a certain type of way. Though he didn't know the spectrum of which this youth was feeling, he could certainly feel empathy. But if he didn't speak, and tell him what he wanted, he couldn't help him.

Reyson stood and shook his pelt, and studied the youth. Well if you change your mind. I live south, at a place called Mereo. My pack is a fighting one, so you would need to prove your worth with a spar, but you have bested me. You could certainly fight against my leader. If you decide to come you are more than welcome to stay with me.

Reyson dipped his muzzle, blue eyes on the youth. Otherwise i'll return in a few days and we will have another go, yes?

Reyson shifted again.