Redhawk Caldera Your lessers' will hunt you down

Although Ruenna was not someone he absolutely needed to impress Sifaka still thought it wise to feed the female useful information about himself, even if she wasn't asked for her opinion. His head bowed after she gave her name, accompanied by his own. "Sifaka." He stated plainly, deciding his last name to be omitted. Was a last name truly important? Not in the mind of Sifaka. His eyes returned to the female and though he didn't share her smile, he did not appear disgruntled either, only neutral. Sifaka did not favor smiles, he thought them to be a smidge pretentious and banal but that didn't mean he couldn't sport one during exceptional occasions. However it was not an exceptional occasion, so his lips would remain flat.

"Are you their advisor? Do they seek and desire your opinion during tribulations?" He said, a serious tone slipping off his words. If she was wise beyond her years Sifaka wanted to know, he valued a sharp, clever wolf to converse with.