Yep, Winter Still Sucks

The smile looked good on the greyscale man, and the titan allowed his gaze to rove appreciatively over his chiseled features for a moment. Not bad indeed. "To my knowledge a couple useful plants grow here, but it seems to me they are the sort that could grow anywhere - and do. Think dandelion," he replied easily, though the response left something to be desired. A harsh grunt was offered in response, expression turning thoughtful. Evidently he'd be better off elsewhere. The celestial beast knew he had been foolish to think this place would be worth anything but for a bit of strenuous climbing on his part, and sore muscles later. What would grow in such terrible conditions? Nothing useful, that was almost certain. He sighed, allowing his expression to shift back to something more neutral. "Few wolves care to know what grows where. Are you a healer by chance?"

Amethyst gaze drifted back to the male, and he nodded his head once, a curt gesture of affirmation. "By trade. It's useful where I'm from, we're quite fond of pillaging." he rumbled offhandedly. What would come of it? A fight? Oh heavens no, that would be just terrible! He might get a chance to work out some of his anger on real flesh and blood. "What of you, stranger? What's your trade?" he jerked his chin upward in a demanding sort of way, brows drawn together as he looked to the stranger curiously. Sure, from the stance and the stink, he was likely a high ranking pack member, but it would be nice to have his theory confirmed.