Tree house masters

His heart had been much lighter, once. He wondered sometimes if he'd moved too far away from the path of the Jarvela but he wasn't the type to spend too long living in the past, let alone worrying about the future. The tides of time would carry him wherever they chose, he supposed - he was merely along for the ride. Best not invest too much thought - or time - into anything, Kai. See where that's gotten you? His thoughts were followed by a low snort, easily mistaken as a direct reaction to Sylvia's words. "Don't you dare presume what I'm capable of," he warned her, though his voice was far from threatening, harboring that same lazy drawl as before. His deep tones were touched faintly with amusement that didn't quite surface completely, though. "Perhaps I'll catch you off guard, if you're not careful." As if tree climbing was in his arsenal of skills. Far from it. He was visibly built for strength rather than speed or dexterity - the blood of the far north ran strong in his veins, despite where he'd been born.

He returned the visible appreciation unabashedly. Though the female was considerably smaller than him, and easily half his age, she was still attractive. Her presence hadn't immediately rubbed him the wrong way, either, which was a rarity these days. Her clear sense of humor was a sign that she might entertain him for a short while, if nothing else. "Hell if I know," he admitted finally, grinning faintly as she spun around toward him. "Though I'd refrain from trying to topple it if I were you. Some people think those things have souls," Kai spoke casually, trying to pry a reaction from her, knowing fully well it'd take more than one wolf to take down a tree of that size. Kai was just... deeply bored and restless, he was painfully aware of that - and he wanted some kind of emotion to ignite within him, as lately so little seemed to be capable of doing so.