Where the fruit cakes?

Vayne wasn't blind when the scent of a feline tore his attention away. His tail gave a slight wave before falling behind his haunchs. Colored in silvers and whites the woman was, Vayne wasn't stupid although he was cautious. Ears turn to pick up her vocals that slipped out from her own maw. His eyes looking and watching her movements carefully and calculating. "Not lost, not all who wander are lost." His tone casual and cool, collected with intelligence that would last him a life time. But how dare she assume that he was. "Just too much sun and salt in the air." Which was not a lie he replied to the unknown woman. Not caring that she was a female but a feline, sure he didn't mind big cats but tended to keep his distance.

She proposed to him, that she'd help him if he would help her to hunt. The woman did appear to be sickly, too skinny in his liking. "You appear like you wouldn't last too long with your condition either." Vayne spoke, as shaking out his coat quickly, his eyes never leaving her. He'd known he would regret his next choice to help the big cat but stated out. "Sure, I'll help you with a hunt, if you show me off of this land. And only after we get out of this place."

2/3 Explored a new land The Bifrost
2/3 Crossed difficult terrain The Bifrost