He would assume that he was alone; with the area being so silent and peaceful. Though, the brute wouldn't think much of it. He would let his large frame soak in the cool waters, though if it was any colder wolves would question if he was testing himself in such low temperatures; preparing himself for harsh winters. His triangular lobes that lay atop of his crown would swivel at the faint noises in the background, small steps heading his way. It didn't take the youth long to know that it was a woman with her sweet perfume, matched with a husky/ feminine voice. Novaro would quickly swivel himself round to see whom the stranger may be; pulling himself out of the water; letting the droplets slip repeatedly down his frame. She would soon speak of a god/goddess that he knew little of; but he would make no comment."Blessed? How do you know that she's not just trying to give me a challenge? You know its rather hard to stay camouflaged when hunting down large game." He would grin, though quickly feeling the need to introduce himself. " Im Novaro... who are you?" He would question her; his voice but a murmur, he hasnt seen her before. Though, he was still new to these lands.