Nimbus Summit the debts of ukiyo

Coingold eyes watch her with hardly concealed interest as she speaks. He decides he likes the sound of her voice, but he is an easy man when it comes to women — much too easily swayed by beauty. 

She mentions never having been there before. It confirms his suspicions that, yes, he hasn’t met her before. He’s not new to strangers, rather he likes tangling himself with them. Though usually just as a cheap form of entertainment depending on how they take him. She isn’t scared, or at least she doesn’t appear to be. Which makes this less like cheap entertainment and more like a show worth watching. 

He hums in acknowledgment at her statement. He decides to step closer, moving a comfortable distance away from her and planting his own haunches into the grass. 

“There’s not many packs around here besides my own — none that I know of at least.” He begins easily. “Hardly any loners that I’ve seen too.” So that leads him into being unnaturally curious. The Grandmaster tilts his head and that same smirk rolls back onto his face. “So, what brings you down here, darling?” The question isn’t seeking or meant to be invasive, only curious as to why shes found herself in such a secluded land.