its too damn cold up here

Absinth's lips curled into a sly smile as she watched the stranger's reaction to her inquiry. His nonchalant demeanor intrigued her, afterall – it wasn’t everyday you met another charismatic wolf. Usually they all had sticks up their asses, and a shit personality to boot. Hahah.

“Well~ well~” She murmured, her voice carrying amusement plainly within its roguish tones. “A man of mystery, hmm?” Her emeralds glinted with mischief as she took a step closer, her gaze unwavering. “A trade then?” She tilted her head slightly, studying him with keen interest as she made her suggestion. “Information is always valuable. Perhaps I have something you desire, something worth sharing your secrets for?” Absinth's tone was casual, but there was an underlying intensity to her words, a silent challenge lingering in the air between them. She was no stranger to playing games, and she was eager to see if this stranger was up to the task. Already the woman knew he had learned of their new pack from one of the Syndicate wolves. His choice of wording had given it away, which is why she was treading a more… friendly route. She could have been reaching however, so she chose to seek the truth or confirmation from the rest of the encounter.

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