all that glitters is...silver?

Ronan groaned, ears flattening in frustration. More at himself than the girl, that he was even being remotely swayed by her. It was just easier to say no and go about his day, because from what he knew of the world nothing was offered for free. And no, he wasn't saying he thought the pup was trying to swindle him or anything, but consequence wise? He wanted none of that.

"I can see that, his voice was a little firmer now, an edge of no nonsense. "Not everyone deserves to see your flowerd and pretty fruits, they're yours. No one elses." He turned to leave, eyes scanning the water and the distance he'd need to swim to make it back to the mainland. The water looks calm enough, he'd have to go back the way he came to skirt around the rest of this pack's territory. It seemed like they'd claimed most of the south-western coast on this side, he doubted they'd appreciate him lingering for much longer, regardless of what side of the border he was on.

He glanced at the hound who seemed to be guarding her, a servant type from the look of. Typical, he thought.

"Watch her on her swim back, there's sharks. He told the dog. leaving to go on his not so merry way.