not a damn thing

The young lady seemed comfortable in his presence, to his relief, as she got more comfortable within the thicket. He found himself a bit lost in the vibrant green of her gaze as it met his, damn near missing her name as she presented a wonderful smile. "Quite the name! Though ye don't look like much of a destroyer te me." He said with a playful chuckle as his icy optics swept over her slender physique. The healthy glow to her fur told him she likely wasn't a stray hound roaming like he was. Where did she come from? He ought to go seek out her parents and thank them for bringing such a beautiful creation to the earth.

He glanced over at Laika at Jay's prompt, not being able to help the smirk that spread over his features. "A friend, yes. Cute...I'm not so sure. As if she understood him, Laika jerked her little noggin up and sniffed in Jay's direction, her face bloodied from her meal. Dane would roll his eyes then turn them back to Jay, who'd asked if he lived near the area. Although Dane was well aware of the caution one was supposed to have with strangers, he hardly could keep his thinking straight with the nervous warmth that was coursing through his veins. "No, m'lady. Me and Laika 'ave been travelin' fer quite some time now. This is all new territory fer us." He shared, a flicker of wistfulness flashing in his gaze.

As he finished speaking, a rumble of thunder sounded close by, drawing his attention upward. Were they in it for a storm tonight? Ears perked, he could just make out the sound of the first raindrops pitter-pattering on the leaves of the thicket. Hopefully it wouldn't worsen much. Jay surely had to get home. 'Unless she wants to stay...' his intrusive thought popped into his head and he immediately pushed it aside. Who knew what the lass thought of him. "Where are you from? Ya said you wandered a bit too far, huh?" Dane asked as he turned to look back at her inquisitively.