Neverwinter Forest i was born to fly away

It was an offer. Laid bare in an offhand way. To Vanity, he didn't mean it. It was an offer for an ally, or a to protect the pretty girl in the woods.
She almost snorted -- would've if it wasn't seen as rude.

"Perhaps one day." She started slow, thinking through. "If my plans fail, I suppose I'll take up on your offer. Likewise, if you ever need a home you can come to me should my plans of a pack here not fail. I will accept you Dirge, you seem a true character." 
She hadn't missed he didn't like being grounded. He liked pack life, but not the sedentary one. A mover, a go-getter. If he came to join her pack, she'd accept the fact that he'd need freedom.
Anything to have a strong pack -- in moral, numbers and loyalty.

She cast her gaze away. North. A call caught on the wind? No... they weren't here. The sisters made it here too? The lullaby voice of Vyn calling for Val drifted softly. Barely a whisper. She turned her attention back to Dirge, offering him a soft smile that seemed almost apologetic. 
"I believe I have an acquaintance here. I shall see you around Dirge." She gave him a flirtatious smirk before starting off in a trot -- of course swinging her hips in her usual, self-assured fashion.
She knew Valkyr loved it. Made excuses to walk behind her often enough.