Broken Boulder haven't seen you much of late

Reyson kept his place, though he was curious at the tiny creature. It was different than anything he had seen. A halves of two wholes.

Reyson was anything, but carefree, but the youthful dog beast, wouldn't know this. Reyson had seen more troubles than most and for that his mind was a burdened thing.

Reyson eyed the tiny thing as he hopped from the boulder, eyes on Reyson himself. He was a bit like a cat, landing on small, nimble paws. Their scent was even a strange one, and Reyson perked a notched ear forward.

Reyson studied the youth, taking in his careful body. The size of him, the build, nodded and then spoke. Actually it depending on how you utilized your size. Just because I am large, doesn't necessarily mean I would immediately win. If you could use your speed, and your size to your advantage, you could possibly outwit and win, perhaps not a wolf with my experience, but others, perhaps.


Reyson nodded. You are right. I will not.