they call me the wanderer
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DaVinci simply watched the strange woman watching him for a moment, but then he realized that she'd spoken up. His ears twitched back in annoyance at himself for getting so relaxed in the presence of a stranger. So, she didn't seem to be that skilled of a hunter, he had to remind himself that hunting prey and hunting others were two different skills sometimes. When the heavily acccented words graced his ears he nodded slightly to the woman and spoke up, the irish lith almost lost in his deep voice, "You're a stranger to these parts, no?"

Stormy orbs regarded her as he tried to place where she was from but failed miserably. It didn't surprise him, most of the accents he'd heard lately had only refrained from stumping him because he knew the language they'd been associated with, this common english with an accent was something totally new to him. He moved a step closer as he went on. "I'm DaVinci.." he said, giving her his name, but not his rank or pack he came from. If she really decided she had to know, she could always ask he thought to himself.


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