blood red, snow white

"Talk" Walk

Gambit briar. It had been a while since he was last here, but he had been camping out for a little while in the area as he decided where he wanted to go. He didn't mind being a loner at all, but it was starting to get mundane. Sparrow had a pack somewhere, around here, didn't she? He supposed that's where he would ultimately end up. He liked her. Not romantically, of course, but she was funny and kept things interesting. Perhaps it wasn't a bad idea to have someone like that around. Y'know, to keep him on his toes and give something that his demon couldn't provide.

His companions had gone off to both hunt, and find the location of Sparrow's pack. Meanwhile, he moved to find his own meal, but he ended up coming across something else instead. A she-wolf. Significantly smaller than he was, but damn was she pretty. Crimson gaze locked on her as he stalked closer, and despite his size and bulk, he was light on his toes. But before he could say anything, she turned around and smacked right into him.

She uttered an apology to which he smiled at. "It's alright. I'm the one that should apologize for not letting you know of my approach," He rumbled, crimson gaze locked on her. He didn't budge, however, and remained where he was. One black brow dot quirked up at her, "You should be more careful around here, though. Sometimes there's more than thorns that can hurt you." He warned.