Ænima

SHIBA KLEIN

His response dripped with sarcasm, and while she knew her advice hadn’t been terribly helpful, what exactly did he expect from her? She wasn’t about to hold this grown man’s paw and escort him to a warm den and gently trickle fresh water down his throat. "If you want a tour guide, you should try being a bit more polite. It goes a long way, believe it or not." Her tone was dry, not angered by his attitude, but not exactly amused either.

His next question at least was at least sensible. She wouldn’t pretend she had any authority to recruit him herself, nor would she boast him as a good fit for the pack, but if she sent him in that direction Recluse would have an opportunity to feel him out and decide for herself if he was someone she wanted in Habari. It seemed a good sign though that he thought to ask those questions rather than blindly stepping into a situation he knew nothing about. "I’d say it’s not for the soft of heart, all are expected to carry their weight without being coddled." It was a brief explanation and if he had more specific questions she would answer what she could, but she didn’t want to reveal more than she should either.

"Speech."