Bramblepoint know who you are

There were times in which Rannoch was not the best at voicing what he truly meant and this moment was a prime example. Tryp's reaction was one that caused Rannoch to pause suddenly, his brows lifting as he looked to the individual with the docked tail. "... Join the game?" He elaborated his tone kind despite his confusion. 

A moment of so passed where Rannoch fell silent, his brain working itself into overdrive as he attempted to figure out just his invitation could have been comprehended as. A flash of brilliance passed his water-like eyes, and the other meaning came to mind. Quickly, he shot an apologetic look at the stranger, his ears lowering slightly in his embarrassment. He hadn't meant to lead on the stranger, but suck a misstep brought some curiosity into perspective: that he did not know much about the wolf before him. 

With that, he turned towards the group, beckoning for the other to follow. "So, tell me about yourself," he began, a list of following questions formulating in his mind. Though he had never considered adding another to their band, he didn't see why they couldn't. But, of course, before anything was set in stone, he would have to consult his brothers first.