08-04-2011, 03:44 AM
OOc: Really sorry about the wait on this ><' Been a little busy.
Grimacing, the Russian nodded his head to acknowledge the information. He would have to remember to note this down later. And his activities from now on would have to be more subdued near them, least he mistakenly stumble upon members. The new knowledge would allow him some minor understanding of the wolves he was likely to meet during his life in this area.
Drizzt placed his chin in his hand in quiet contemplation as he considered both his new home, and new employer. He didn't need her name for now, certain she would attempt to find him when she had more information on the creature she wanted dead. He studied her for a moment longer, the mixed pack scents returning to his mind. "Excuse me for this, but I find it odd... Why is it you smell of several packs? There is the faded southern scent, smothered by a northern scent mixed with the coyote pack. Do you travel a a messenger?" The Prince questioned curiously, staring into her eyes. His curious facade hid his true suspicion. He recognized one of the scents as that of Anathema, and wondered to himself just how much he could trust her. After all, considering the behavior of her pack mates, this could just be a trap set by Hunters to bring him back to Europe.
Grimacing, the Russian nodded his head to acknowledge the information. He would have to remember to note this down later. And his activities from now on would have to be more subdued near them, least he mistakenly stumble upon members. The new knowledge would allow him some minor understanding of the wolves he was likely to meet during his life in this area.
Drizzt placed his chin in his hand in quiet contemplation as he considered both his new home, and new employer. He didn't need her name for now, certain she would attempt to find him when she had more information on the creature she wanted dead. He studied her for a moment longer, the mixed pack scents returning to his mind. "Excuse me for this, but I find it odd... Why is it you smell of several packs? There is the faded southern scent, smothered by a northern scent mixed with the coyote pack. Do you travel a a messenger?" The Prince questioned curiously, staring into her eyes. His curious facade hid his true suspicion. He recognized one of the scents as that of Anathema, and wondered to himself just how much he could trust her. After all, considering the behavior of her pack mates, this could just be a trap set by Hunters to bring him back to Europe.