The sterling beast must admit, he is not completely surprised when the young mare declines his offer of an escort home. He is, however, a bit surprised by the displeasure with which she reacts. The backward pin of her ears and ice in her bright eyes draw his own raven-tipped lobes forward in curiosity. A single brow raises in cautious suspicion, a suspicion that is quickly dispelled by her next words. ’..I would hate to inconvenience you… through another territory…’ A suave grin slides effortlessly into place as the beast gives his thick crown a shake. ”I assure you it is no trouble at all. It would be good to meet the other leads anyway. Perhaps even give us both a chance to explore further.” he murmurs. A single hind hoof cocks in finality as the stallion shifts his weight. He was not exactly about to let an opportunity like this go. Examine the other herds, maybe even gain some semblance of favor with the Ridge lead for returning a wayward daughter? No. He would not simply shrug his shoulders and turn his back.
Her next words draw his multifaceted gaze back to the refined features of her facade. ’....he prefers me as a meek, docile yearling…’
An understanding chuckle rumbles from his lungs as the sterling wolf dips his broad skull in acknowledgement. ”I think most fathers prefer that to be frank.” he begins, pausing a moment to shift his weight again. ”You should have seen my OWN father. He swore that one day he would attach a leash and collar to my neck if only to stop my disobedience.” he replies, his smile softening at the memory. Rougaru had his faults but more than anything, he was a doting father, and Annubis knew without a doubt he pushed more than one of his sire’s buttons as a child. ”Sometimes it’s just too tempting an opportunity to be missed.” he adds with a shrug of his shoulders.
The sterling beast takes a step forward, tilting his profile towards her, patiently waiting for her to join him.