She shared in sympathy and compassion for his loss, which, for Allen, was a step forward in the positive direction for a Glaciem member. The fact that she didn't know she joined the pack did honestly worry Allen a bit. The brute would frown, listening to her explain. Put under the rank of a Brood... one simply there for making children. Allen inwardly scoffed in disgust. Not at Esperanza but at the male who dared give any self-respecting female such a rank. The damned albino king. Allen honestly couldn't wait to hear of the tale of his death. He doubted, or at least hoped, that it wouldn't be from old age. He wanted the bastard to suffer... he couldn't see any light or goodness in that man.
But Allen was distracted from his bitter anger as the ebony female as she playfully pawed at his chest. Allen would rise, a playful look in his eyes. Hell, why not? Maybe being friends with a Glaciem wolf wouldn't be too bad... and maybe... if she ever wanted to leave he could try and help her. The male would lower his front end to the ground, wiggling his tail in the air much like a pup would when they wanted to play. "You have ten seconds to run before the game begins. Go~!" Acting a bit like a pup again couldn't hurt either, right? Besides it was just them there... no one else had to know. His eyes were narrowed in a playful manner as he watched her, ready to go off after her once time was up.
