Hushed Willows Which way are you goin', which side will you be on?

In his days of living in the Faerie Court, there had been what he'd thought was a ridiculous percentage of good-looking wolves, and the few who didn't belong to that category belonged in the group of wolves who were even more ridiculously good-looking. Still- he'd given very little time to very few wolves in particular, so that his roaming gaze could enjoy as much of the visual splendour as he could, and parse through them to make a small list of favourites. 

He'd been surprised to find Lumiya among one of the ones who'd disappeared, though he supposed it might've made some sense. She hadn't been born amongst them, so perhaps the Queen had ousted her simply because she'd been born as an outsider. Wolves disappeared every so often, after new batches of puppies were born, so he tried not to get attached or take notice. He'd probably given Lumiya's departure a moment or two for thought- before he'd moved on to other things. Regardless of how much he'd noticed her then- he recognized her now...But could not recall her name. 

It wasn't unusual, though, for his name to be known, so he took her recognition in stride. "I know you're thinking," He said, with a smile. "Now why would the Queen ever choose to oust someone like Rafferty?!" He said, with a wink.