keep up and reach out

To say he didn't have a.. thing for large, strong males would be a lie - his gaze roved openly over Elias, noticing his similarly red eyes and the vast array of scars that marred his pelt. He was a fighter, which Aki could appreciate. Or, even if not a fighter.. surely a survivor. He hummed, nearly inaudibly, as he assessed his new acquaintance.

It seemed Elias was equally as interested in him, which came as little surprise. He knew his tusks were unusual, and he got a lot of attention over them..   not something he'd ever complain about, that was for sure. He found himself grinning back at Elias, surprised that his question had been one so simple. Who was he? Something in his inquiry seemed to imply he wanted more than just his name, though Aki wasn't sure what sort of information he wanted. His head tilted slightly to the side, a curious look falling on his features as they walked together, the scent of the creatures growing stronger as they moved.

"Who am I?" he'd reiterate the question lightly, a chuckle falling from his lips.  "My name is Aki Jarvela. I am a wanderer from distant lands," he offered, his voice playful and clearly full of jest. His gaze fell on his hunting partner's features as his pace slowed.  "Is that what you wanted to know?" His voice would lower as he noted the scent of the creatures they were following grew much stronger, his head lowering to the ground as his nostrils flared widely. "And who might you be, friend?"