He had to chuckle when she spoke of caring for his safety. With how the rest of that sentence had gone, he doubted that actual “caring” was something she did very often at all. Besides, with all of the flirting and sizing each other up, actual concern hardly seemed like something she expressed. Then again, his false concern for her safety had been just as hollow, although not quite so cuttingly put. His eyes lightened in curiosity as she mentioned having something of a reputation in these lands. He couldn’t help but wonder whether or not she had earned this reputation herself or if she had gained it from those she spent her time with. With the way she conducted herself, either seemed likely.


“Well then, forgive me, my lady. I had no knowledge of such a reputation surrounding you.”


He had bowed his head slightly as he spoke – not quite in a mocking manner, but hardly a completely sincere motion either. She seemed to be responding in a less hostile manner to flattery and flirtation, so even though he knew it was slightly mocking in this case, he still hoped it would not appear insulting.


“I am not from these lands, nor have I been here long. So yes, I suppose I am a stranger. I had a pack far away from here. They ah –“


He paused, finding a way to word his situation delicately.


“They did not appreciate my sense of humor.”


He smirked at her, raising an eyebrow. While if he had known her true choice for amusement, he would have found that they did not quite align. As it was, however, he was finding their conversation thus far much to his liking. In truth, Loki did want another pack, though he would never admit it aloud. There was a comfort in having others around, in being able to rest without risk to one’s life. Besides, this female was proving to be an intriguing puzzle. He wouldn’t mind trying to figure out how her mind worked. She seemed almost as interesting as he was.

LOKI
. male . four years . solid black . not mated . not imprinted . no pack .
Kerowyn