Muscle to muscle, toe to toe

Crimzen nodded as she described the male she was looking for. As he expected, the description hardly rung any bells in his mind, she was close to describing the rather chippy, passerby rogue he met - Ceaser, but, he was rather underweight so large, relieved him of that being the target. He doubted he could track the rogue male if he wanted, the amount of sot in the smoldering forest, refrained him form gathering any distinguishing scents. Surely, the man she was searching for was alive, apparently, his scent was still somewhat fresh, judging by her intensity. Dare he admit it, he pondered if this male meant something more to her, then again, she would know his name, wouldn?t she? He opened his maw to ask but closed it gently, almost abruptly, in the middle of him taking a breathe to voice his thoughts, figuring that it was none of his business. He had respect for her personal business, and wouldn?t ask any question unless, they didn?t seem much of a hassle for them to answer, for now this male was stranger without a face, at-least for him.

He was relieved to hear her opening up to him, it was he was beginning to realize that she wasn?t like the other females, that roamed within the pack he?d be fortune to find when he was just a youngster, they quite bluntly ignored him, with tosses of their heads, and turning of their backs. Yet, she seemed a little relaxed, he could almost say she welcomed his company, even if he he was prodding her with questions that weren?t really any of his concern, still, she hadn?t forced him away, so, he expected he wasn?t pressing so far into her personal space. Red eyes focused on the pale female as she mentioned her name, Alena. He?d mark her down as the second female he?d met in this foreign land, hopefully, she?d remember him after they?d parted ways, he couldn?t smell the scent of a pack on her pelt, and he wondered if she was a new arrival as he was, or did she enjoy being on her own. ?I?m Crimzen.? The rogue introduces himself, turning his eyes back in-front of them, ?It?s nice to meet you too, Alena.? Lyrics returning the honor, trying her name on his own tongue, pondering on what they could discuss next to break more ice, ?How long have you been here?? The brute inquires, curious as to how long she had stayed in his area, before, he would consider settling here.

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