The shock and surprise upon his face was just what she wanted. Exactly what she had been hoping to see. Yes he was in for a rude awakening with her. She was neither the meek little lamb, ready to be led willing to slaughter. Nor was she the vicious killer who took nothing in stride and instead wished to lash out at every interval instead of listening and learning. His brows raise and he eyes her with suspicion... cautious as though she were a snake; a snake that he could not decide was poisonous or not.

His short tail wags now as he responds, his polite smile hiding the wolfish grin that tugs at the corners of his lips. Yes he was all male. Even she could see the thoughts that lingered in his mind, 'x' rated to say the least. As much as she hated to admit it, thinking of him thinking about such things, it was making her think about it too... and yes it was slightly exhilarating. In her old pack, there had been more than one male to approach her with sweet words and honest attempts to woe her, yet it had been her brash behavior and rather pointed sense of being that let them know she wasn't falling for it. Needless to say, the attention soon died away and she became the one that the other males tended to avoid. Not because she wasn't beautiful in her own right, but because they knew she knew they had nothing to offer her.

He chides her now as she eyes the wound at his neck. Inwardly she baulked at the lighthearted chide, but it was her own fault. She wasn't supposed to care. Caring was a weakness. She snorts and rolls her shoulders, letting the thick mantle of fur resettle along her spine. "Its not like a care, I just don't want to have to tote your loafsome self across these plains looking for a healer." she responds, her own quipped tones teasing as she offers him a wink.

His quick witted remark is welcomed by a laugh of her own. Yes other males might have tried common courtesy and suave words, his were different. "Well actions always speak louder than words they say don't they?" she teases, her brushy plume rewarding him with a few thuds against the snow covered earth. Yes, he was quick with that charm that was certainly a fact.

He sprawls gracelessly beside her, settling into a comfortable position and Faolan makes no comment, a single flicker of her ear is enough to acknowledge his words as brilliant teal colored eyes scan the landscape around them, searching the hills for signs of dug out holes that could possibly be turned into fitting dens. "No doubt you are right..." she begins, turning a quick sidelong glance to him, an impish smile upon her lips. "I'm sure I can convince a lacky such as yourself to dig one out to my suiting, especially if I offer to let you rest there too from time to time." she finishes with a dry chuckle, a single brow raising at the taunt. "After all, that's just what your so called queen did." she toys, pausing a moment to let her words linger between them.

She stands now, stretching first one and then the other hind leg before giving her snow dappled coat a quick shake. She didn't have an imprint, so she couldn't even begin to understand where his brother was coming from, especially since jealousy was far from apart of her vocabulary. She had never had a childhood crush, or even a friend. She was what her parents referred to as "old blood". She was more focused upon learning skills than romping through the woods with the other pups lost in games. As she got older, she became more open to flaunting her beauty in front of the males, but never beyond that. She snickers at his words and a flash of empathy crossed her eyes at the situation his brother seemed to be in. Truthfully, she agreed with Mugen, if she were in his brothers shoes... well, she would never be in those shoes so the empathetic look was fleeting. Instead she narrows her eyes at him, a cocky smirk planting itself firmly upon her beautiful muzzle. "Regardless, of who your brother chooses to remain loyal too, this queen of yours played you like a flute and quite masterfully I must admit." she teases, brushing against him as she steps forward, lifting her muzzle to the billowing zephyrs and letting the icy winds wash over her face. She closes her eyes, "The thought must never have crossed your mind... but even I can see it. She knew you would go through hell and high waters to complete your task... just to so to speak prove you could. However in proving your ability, you simply did her job for her. You brought another able body home and all without her having to lift her brilliant puppy paws." she finishes, opening her eyes and turning around now until once more she stood face to face with him, her slim muzzle a mere inches from his own striped maw. A rumbling chuckle hides behind her lips as she smiles at him, her teal eyes glittering once more. She lets her words hang there in that moment, letting the realization sink into his brain from her perspective on the situation. After all, she wasn't a lady so why attempt to act with the calm temperament of one?

He rolls the conversation on, remarking about how loose the women in whatever wasteland he had previously visited was and now she cannot help but to laugh aloud. Really? She reaches out to touch him now, her ashen maw parting to nip lightly at the sleek fur of his cheek. "Now that I do NOT need details on." she says, making sure to place emphasis upon the word 'not'. She definitely did not need to hear of his fun escapades to make her loins grow any hotter. After all, it was breeding season and the thoughts were already on her mind and despite how scarred and rough looking he appeared, there was fine qualities that even she wouldn't mind passing down to future offspring of hers. Long thick plume curls across her back now as she draws back away from him, giving him another quick nip before turning and trotting down the beach, pausing long enough in midstride to shoot him a quick daring glance and a brief tail wag before continuing onto the malleable pink colored sands. Even caught in winter's grasp, it was beautiful. Cold, but beautiful none the less.

She waits for him to catch up with her, keen ears listening so attuned to the sounds of his pad fall upon the sandy floor. She knew he would not leave her yet, she was too much of an intrigue to him, and likewise for her. He was unlike any she had ever met and the difference was a welcome reprieve. It was why she had left. Her home was not her home. She did not fit in there anymore than a deer would find solace in the ocean. She had functioned on autopilot there, simply participating and yet not. It was not her pack and she doubted they even realized she was not around anymore until it came time for a hunt. That she had been good at. But there were others, and young pups in training that could take her place so she had not even considered thinking back to them. But Mugen... now that she wondered. "Why did you come back?" she asks, her voice even and monotone, curious and yet offering no hint of that true curiosity to him. He was the one on trial here, at least, that was how she saw things.