The child would turn, her answer amusing upon tainted ears. She was not a pup, yet she was still a young one...a fresh mind to corrupt. Already he felt hell bent on taking her as his own. She seemed to be on her own after all, and to be down in the south he figured she must belong to the southern pack..or did at one point. Her question about his own scent did not surprise him, and all he did was chuckle as amber gaze drifted across her form before returning to her Brown gaze. "Do not worry about where I am from, for soon it will not matter." He rumbled gently, completely disregarding his allegiance with Glaciem. Why should he say he is even there? He couldn't give a Fuck about the pack, they were weak. Did nothing to prove themselves as a pack, the supposed superior empire was crashing down, and becoming the downtrodden Atlantis of packs. So the beast would leave it behind, uncaring towards those within. He had his own things to do, and he would strive to accomplish them.
Giving a shake of his fur, the blood stained male took a seat where he stood, eyeing the young girl as she stood before him. She seemed determined, and there was a fire that danced within her eyes. Perhaps she could prove useful, after all, it had been sometime since he had seen any of his followers, and was quite sure that some of them had decided to turn their backs on him. No matter, he could start anew...and start with her."Where is your family, young one? Surely you're not wandering all alone?"
