Wapun Meadow veiddur

The scraggily boy kept quiet the majority of the mission, only gruffing to grab Tauris's attention at the sake of pointing her towards something of interest.

He had not meant to stay long- but somehow here he was; A theif turned wolf of Kvarsheim. Gunnar had given a task and Ikaros took it with no objection. It was nice to be busy, even more so to felt needed. He can't remember the last time he felt such things.

but, 

"No, unfortunately," his shoulders and neck were hunched forward in defeat. He hadn't seen hide, hair, nor scent of the wolf. Turthfully, ikaros knew very little of what the man smelled like let alone looked like. 

"What is this about anyway?" he questioned, raising his head up from the earth to look towards Tauris.