Arrow Lake we are made of flesh

His low chuckle came at her no.
It was a demand. Perhaps she was the spawn of the Alpha here.
"As you wish," he murmured, stepping back a few more paced than he'd advanced and sat. He wouldn't aggravate her more. Others were likely close anyway.
"Forgive my urge of curiosity."
His smirk hinted his teeth, then folded them away again. Returning to the stoic face he held naturally.

"Does your language originate here, or elsewhere?" He was curious. Tsis came from the Ancients and was brought on from the Sahira's. He half wondered if she'd tell him to go away after his move.