Blacktail Deer Plateau The Gathering of the Clouds

His lips upturned into a smirk briefly; amused.

"I doubt it," he answered in earnest, "but if he does I will set my teeth to him." Again those teeth made their display in an instant, flashing and flickering with a distinct click as though he really needed the help to get the point across. It was a natural response for him, a learned behavior ingrained. There were young here, a mother, and he would ensure their safety without question unless dissuaded.

"Do you worry he would be trouble for us? We could put an end to him now; he couldn't have gotten far away," and that suggestion came just as quickly on the heels of his clicking teeth. His eyes made for the path that the stranger had taken, but they swung back to Raleska imploringly.