I do wonder what wolves he has lingered about with to have grown so bold - or to have grown so foolish. Perhaps I ought to keep a closer eye on him, be it my own or anothers. In any case, it is an exciting thought, albeit frustrating at times that such a creature might live beneath the canopy of Glorall. Ah, but I have always sought to know those that have the greatest ambition and the greatest desire for change. It has been a long time since anybody has tried to give this world a bit of a shake - the last had failed, Solaris and his half-born plans. I cannot say I understand this boy's intentions entirely but I do know he is one of the few that shows a true desire.

As he moves away, I too peel back ever so slightly, measuring the distance between us carefully as I stand tall; I think, for now, we have deduced some form of pecking order. Still, I do not let my guard down entirely and I am sure to keep one ear twisted back and focused on the forest around us - only a fool would feel the tension and dare to venture closer but you can never be entirely certain.

I cannot help but smirk as his own version of a threat - ah, so we do have an understanding. I could tempt more from him but for now, I only give him an understanding nod. Perhaps he's right - but I am not sure I would hold my hate against him if he some day came for me. If I am not strong enough to fend off an impulsive child then perhaps that is to be my fate. But for now, I understand his motivation. After all, I was like him once.

Still, I meet his eyes after some moments of silence: "Deal with the snake that cannot control where he strikes," for Underidge is growing too bold and sloppy and perhaps it is time a new thorn grows within Glorall, "and name your price." I cannot help it - I wish to know what ways a child like him might use another. Curiosity might kill many but for me? No, it will not kill, only inspire.