Watching the wolf on the cliff, feeling as though he recognized her, Tiberius cocks his head as she turns and catches him staring. He felt the sadness in her eyes, though she was guarded, it was palpable and the male felt as though he was responsible for such a thing. Odd, since he hardly knew her and had only barely run into her once before.

"Are you alright?" Smooth, casanova tones escape his maw unbidden as he watches the russet woman. Maybe she was why he felt the need to go in this direction.