THE WOLVES WILL CHASE YOU IN THE PALE MOONLIGHT
Drunk and driven by a devil's hunger...
Keen senses caught the tone in which the other male introduced himself. Sin Armada. Curious that he left out his lineage. Where Hárekr hailed from it was fairly customary to introduce oneself through naming their parents and while it could be merely a customary difference Háre didn't think so. It seemed the male was distant from his family. There could be many reasons for that but the bi-colored male chose not to make assumptions. His own relationship with his parents had been rather… colorful.
Sin seemed to perk up at the thought of giving a tour which in turn caused Háre's own grin to widen. Excellent! He'd been rather hoping for a guide, to get a feel for the lands of the north where he'd inevitably make his home. The thick-pelted man was not built for the hotter weather of the other territories.
The Northern parts here has much to offer, unfortunately the better parts are inhabited by two packs that reside here much to my dislike. But there are a few places worth checking out."
Háre nodded. "Aye, I caught the smell of packs as I wandered in along the place of the tall red trees. Quite a fascinating area… like something out of the legends I was told as a child." He purposely kept his cards close to his chest. Seeking information before he'd divulge any of his intentions. The pair strode through the snowy landscape and Háre took in the other males words, committing the sights, sounds and smells to memory. The Polar Sound was where the other had taken the seal but the herds of caribou and wild goat were what caught his attention. Ahhh… but to hunt those successfully he really needed a pack. Same for musk oxen which were quite delicious.
Sin pawed at his catch and Háre's stared at it for a moment as Sin more or less offered the kill to him. Bi-colored gems flicked up to gaze at the man as his voice rolled out in almost a purr. "How generous, to offer such a kill to a stranger… is there a catch?" Hárekr had been brought up understanding that nothing in the world was free and there were reasons and motivations behind every act and gesture. Such blatant generosity was completely foreign to him. What was the other man after?
