It's Impolite to Stare
Xephyris. At last she had a name to match with the man’s face, and for amusement purposes, her creeper. ”A pleasure.” She replied back simply, giving a small dip of her head before looking straight ahead and into the plains. Silence would fall upon the two wolves, the young woman thinking of how she would share her information with the man and what she would begin to share with him. "As you heard, my father has plans for this place." She begin, voice low so this conversation would stay between the two. "But, I have plans of my own. Which brings me to you." Blue gaze turned to the man, narrowing, growing hard. "I can't share what my plans are just yet, but I would like for you to join me, first as a loyal and hard-working Hellstrom member, then later... something greater." She would give a pause. "Interested, Xephyris?"