All is Violent, All is Bright [Alarik]

Pyralis barked out a laugh, saying she had met the woman he was talking about. Small world, indeed. Alarik laughed a bit too and shrugged as she spoke of the resemblance between him and other members of her family. "I suppose we may never know what she was thinking," he said with a glimmer of humor in his orange eyes. Pyralis wasn't the kind of company the young man normally kept, but he actually kind of liked her. She was interesting.

She seemed to be in agreement when Alarik offered the prairie as a hunting site. He smiled a bit when she called him Sir Alarik, thinking of his puphood days when he really did go by such a name. Those had been such happy, carefree days. He nodded and turned away from the woman, still keeping her in his line of sight because while he was a trusting man, he wasn't an imbecile either. He took the first few steps back in the direction he'd come. "Less than an hour east of here, he told her. "Let's see what we can find."

-exit Alarik-