Shadowwyn Moor Shade

So she was not new to the land, nor the pack she ran with. For whatever reason, she has chosen to relocate and only recently settled among her former comrades. That, he thought, was a curious thing.

Artyom very much doubted that his own family would welcome their wayward prince back with open arms, not after he consciously chose to disperse. The ways of each family differed, he supposed, and so offered the girl a knowing smile. "I see," he observed, and genuinely hoped that she would be content with her choices. "What brings you out this way?"