Bearclaw Valley viridis

merrick enjoyed the drag of the taut man's eyes. a small flicker of motion alongside him furthered an observance of her soundless lips; expression pooling with approval, the bearwolf looked back upon their guest. "ico." 
"he ran away from a party i was throwing. a celebration. for this one, and for her brother," merrick mused affably. ico had always kept to himself; he hadn't known the alabaster waif to be someone who had companions outside of ursus. curious.
"unfortunately, he didn't care for the proceedings. up and left us a while ago."
lacewing tonguetip touching the edge of his own mouth. "i hope you didn't come too far to be given bad news." a sneer rode high upon his countenance.