Silence floated like driftwood for a brief moment. Her pink eyes traveled between each of the mercenaries, patient for them to form questions that were not immediately on the surface of their minds. Meanwhile, she observed their demeanors and took carefully consideration in their scents. The gold hooded male was of Diveen. She knew it from his fur; she wondered what baring that would have on his final decision to assist her? She thought preemptively about it. One question prevailed; why was he looking for mercenary work outside the pack? She would be given the opportunity to ask him soon. When no questions came, Segin impatiently spoke into the silence. Grimoire stood, and said,

"I will speak with you first Brindle, then the Gold Hood, and lastly Red Eyes."

Grimoire did not wish her relationship with Zharko to be known. Often mothers had been made helpless with her young’s neck between fangs… and she wished her adopted boy to reach that point of her heart, if that functioned. As it was, Grimoire knew she would let his neck snap in pursuit of her goals. She stepped across the cold stone and toward a secluded corridor of the cave and waited patiently for Segin to follow her. She met with the brindled male… then it became Gold Hood’s turn.

She emerged with Segin and gestured for the gold headed male to join her back in the secluded cavern. Grimoire tucked her tail over her paws as she settled onto her haunches. Poised, she let a softness into her face while she regarded the younger male joinning her. He was a particularly handsome specimen physically. Rarely had she rolled with so large a male. She wondered if his ferocity matched his size? Grimoire inquired when he’d settled into the space,

"I would like you to answer two questions before I begin bargaining for your services. The first is: What is your name? And the second is because I can smell Diveen on your fur: Why seek work outside of the pack?”

She needed to find a hook. What motivated him? How could she cater to it? Grimoire hoped he was expressive enough or forthcoming enough so that she needn’t take an educated shot into the dark… Otherwise, she would have to carefully gage if an uncooperative nature would impede future events enough to the point where she would have to exclude him from her ambitions. It would be a shame, of course. He was so very impressive to behold… like a grizzly bear might be to a deer. There was a lot to be said for intimidation, and his intimidation rating base on pure physical traits on a scale from one to ten was a ten.