Redtail Rise black flies on the windowsill

It went just as he had thought, though Lily provided him with tidbits that could have been useful if he had been a wolf of a certain persuasion. An absent leader seemed troubling, no shortage of terrible circumstances out in the world to whisk one away, but he belonged nowhere nor held loyalty to any but himself. It was better that way he had deemed, better to use his skills to earn a keep then go when he pleased. But far too few opportunities for such existed.

"A pity then," he said with an appraising cant of his head. Though intrigued by her offer to hunt him down later, he doubted she would find him easily. "I suppose you only have me at your disposal for the moment. Far be it for me to keep you from your duties and all," and not that he couldn't think of a way or two to pull that stunt off either.

He wasn't blind to her interest in him and opted to see where it took him. He moved to curtail the distance between them, yielding briefly as though he had ever intended to pass her by in the first place. This time, he let his gaze wander along her figure appraisingly, before it took sight of their surroundings as if there was really anything at all to see. It was a poor ruse nevertheless, as he remained aware of her.

"But I suppose there are ways to fill and pass the time until I move on. What sort of fun were you looking for, hm? The ocean may be too far of a venture but I'm sure between the two of us we could happen upon some sort of adventure."