It's Impolite to Stare

Xephyris glanced over at Paradox as she began to speak. He grinned wider, amused, as he watched her hold herself higher. Soon after the introductions were done, the blue-eyed woman spoke in a low tone, causing Xeph to lean in closer to hear. She was planning something, and although she remained secretive, it sounded interesting. When she asked him to join her, he could hardly refuse. He just hoped it wasn't anything that would require him to choose between loyalties, but she claimed that he would need to be a loyal and hard-working Hellstrom wolf first; that sounded good to him.

"Well of course I'll join you," he rumbled in a low voice, "Just tell me what you'd have me do... I'll let you use me however you like." He offered her a devious wink, tail flicking behind him. He was very curious to find out what she had in mind, but he supposed he would have to wait until the time came. Until then, he'd have to get to know her a little more. "So, what can you tell me?" he asked, quirking a brow as he tilted his head.