Did she find what she had been looking for in Spirane? Her arrival here makes me think that she might not have - or, in any case, she had began to hunger for something else. After all, I doubted a stolen bush of herbs would satisfy anybody for long, let alone a wolf with such a cunning air. Wolves like her, I believed, were few and far between. Though she might have had an ulterior motive as she stood upon the borders, I would be the first to admit that such a thing had bloomed within me too: Glorall could do with a wolf such as herself, healthy and with that air of something else. Or, I could do with a wolf such as that at least. Glorall and I were not always one entity, just as Arcturus had been mine before he had come to Glorall.
I cannot help but mirror her smirk when she speaks then; flattery, hm? I hadn't expected anything else. As for my silence? She had hardly to thank me and yet, her question is one that makes me ponder for a moment. She has come to pay me back, is it? I had hardly expected to be offered such a thing. In fact, I had expected that I would sit upon the information for years before calling it to use. I am fine with this arrangement though. If anything, it is certainly more interesting.
With a lazy step, I close the distance between us slightly, my head tilting as I observe her closely once more. Flattery, I suppose, or at least something in return for her own.