It was with no small amount of relief that Rhett felt himself jerked free of his captor, golden paws landing upon the earth before the other wolfess hurriedly moved to shield him, the large boy ducking down to keep himself beneath his unlikely saviour lest the mentally unstable white female should try to come for him again. How or why he had been abducted he hardly knew, green eyes narrowed in disapproval before the female moved to shift from above him, allowing him to look up towards her for the first time as he made some effort to straighten the earthen gold of his coat once more, huffing irritably in the direction Everlast had gone before his scowl fixated upon this Taika once more. Her introduction however, seemed to result in some sense of irritation once more, even despite the fact the female was attempting to shield him from the rain, a gesture most would surely have appreciated. Rhett, evidently- is not one such creature.

“In other words you’re homeless. Why? Why don’t you get a home?”

‘Homeless’ it would seem, has a decidedly less romantic sound to it then the loners own introduction and yet Rhett truly has never mastered understanding the emotions of others, the boy so often blind to the sharpness of his own often brutally honest sentences. His words however, hold no malice or any attempt to be impolite to the female- they are simple honesty in only a way a child may truly deliver them in the manner in which they arrive in his mind as he looks up towards her- this evidently the topic of the moment before her suggestion brings his attention back to the rain. Small, golden head inclines upward, rain falling into the glorious green of his gaze as he seems to consider her preposition.

“Precipitation. That’s what my father calls it. I think we should travel, but not to Spirane. I don’t want to go home yet, I would much rather you escorted me to the fields instead, you know, those big ones that pack owns- Asteraia. Will you take me there? I have business to conduct.”

How a child nearly one year of age has ‘business’ is surely a debatable thing and yet the young male seems entirely serious as he pulls himself to his feet once more, his scruff still sore from Everlasts unfortunate grip upon him and yet truly he seems entirely unharmed.

“Taika wasn’t it? I won’ forget you, just so you know. I will return the favour one day. Now, Asteraia please. I intend to take over the world and I need to start there by hijacking a heart.”

Small lips part to flash the wolfess a rather dazzling grin, each tiny white tooth offered towards her in a manner entirely charming- if not for his utterly bizarre words.