When his name finally floated to her ears, she dipped her head in greeting. Dexter. Sounded fairly normal, like an old school family raised him. Somehow, the she wolf doubted that, there was something about him that was... Strange. No matter, she simply let her naturally polite attitude keep the conversation going. "Well, it's nice to meet you Dexter." She told the man, and let her mismatched orbs roam over the terrain. This was awfully boring, she could be out exploring right now, on an adventure, and instead she was talking to this man, who spoke to her as if she were a child. She was contemplating turning and walking off, unless the man presented her with an interesting conversation. Beating her tail against the terrain once, she let her optics return to the strangely marked male. Maybe he would give her the opportunity to leave, maybe he would give her reason to remain, who knows? There's only one thing she could do, sit and wait for what came next.
