OOC: Ook! And sorry, only just edited the table out for ya!
The woman was perhaps right to be wary. Though she could not see it, there was a bow and a sheath of arrows around his shoulders. He had a dagger in his saddle bags, and a sword around his waist, hidden by the cloak. He was far from weaponless. Though it was no worry, because he wasn't one to just attack without reason. In fact, Frodo hadn't really attacked anyone innocent in his life. He'd used weapons to save the innocent, to hunt, and to defend himself, but that was about it.
Frodo smirked just a little at her frown. It wasn't often people were not confused by him, and this seemed to be no exception. Mentally, the wolf shrugged it off, hoping she'd get used to him after a while. He knew a couple of friends that had, and even one boy had picked up some of his words, yet whether it was mockery or admiration Frodo was not quite sure.
The young man listened to what the lady had to say, and mulled her words over, wondering if he knew a wolf by the name of Claudius. AniWaya wasn't exactly packed with people, so the boy managed to remember someone he thought that held that name. And he was pretty sure he'd gone on a trip of sorts out of the tribe recently. Ah, 'Claud. He's not 'ere, gone round-a-bouts thattaway. Frodo gestured vaguely with his hand. Long gone by now. he finished, smiling. Hopefully, the lady would stay for a chat. He didn't exactly have to rush to find more things to hunt; he was fine waiting a bit before setting off. Frodo patted his horse and then vaulted off, extending a shaggy black hand for the woman to shake. I ent goin' nowhere or nuthin' though. Frodo Silvertongue. Pleased ter make yer acquaintance, screwdrivers and all that.