Hey there, bright eyes

He looked across at his trusted General, and would see the fascination in her expression. She was feeling an attachment to this creature. He would be a fool not to see that. He thought of Bast, about finding her as a babe. He would have eaten her without a second thought, if Zee hadn’t stopped him. And his kids would have been raised with one less guardian, and his family would have been missing a whole he never knew would have existed. There was something strange about companions, but they were undeniably an important part of wolf life.

So, he would not eat this long tailed not-monkey. But… he would make sure to tease her first. “Dinner?” he offered as a suggestion to what it was. He had a companion-trader he had gone to on more the one occasion to find battle companions for his wolves. He could ask this trader the species of primate this was, if Tamsyn was serious about adopting it.

His lightly wagging tail would give away the game, and tell Tam he wasn’t serious about eating her new friend. As she glanced to him once more, questioning what to offer the creature, the Warlord turned around and padded back a few steps. He raised his head to gain Marshal’s attention, and the vulture drifted down to him. “I saw some fruit trees back near the entrance of the mangrove, could you grab me a couple apples?” he asked the bird.

He turned back to Tamsyn and offered her an encouraging smile. But keeping the distance. He would not scare off her new friend with his imposing size. When Marshal returned, the bird landed on Tamsyn’s back, holding the apple out past the wolfs side, and dropping it lightly on the ground for the General to pick up.