Shy Deer Steppes Snakes Among Wolves

He hums thoughtfully. “I’m sure I have, niña. There is nothing in eyesight of here.” He comments idly. “I only headed this way because I thought you were something I could eat.” He chuckles deeply. “Though I guess I am not wrong.” He punctuates with that same shit eating grin and a deep fit of hearty laughter.

After his laugher dies down his ruined ears perk up at the words that come from her tongue. “Ah~, are they now?” He replies simply, accent thick and drawn out. “Tienes cachorros entonces?” Santi asks curiously, already knowing the question by her smell. 

His face lights up deviously. “Oh look at you!” He exclaims. “I’ve heard of your pack. You are strong leader then, yes?” He inquires lingering closer to the smaller. “Only certain packs can be respected around here. Ellos son débiles.” He comments to her.

Then he grins once more, devious and always sly. “I am Santiago Gabriel Arcos, if you look for a name to call me.” He winks to her, though the action not so much flirtatious as it was for comical relief.