dawns_aura
He tested her handiwork with a flex of his limbs and a roll of his shoulders, and while they might have been stiff the overall outcome was satisfactory. For a half breed she had done well and he couldn't ask for much more - frankly, he couldn't have asked for anything to begin with. As such he provided her with a grateful smile and a nod of his head, and now that he was capable of walking again there was no reason why he couldn't assist her the rest of the way home.
...Though she did look tired.
Could she make it the whole way?
"Unfortunately my face was born with a permanent grimace, I have looked stern since birth," he confessed and shook his head. He then motioned for her to follow, electing to place more of a distance between himself and the fallen Skinwalker. "And admirers? I confess to being unaware of them, I haven't been in the lowlands for long and those who live in herd territory are limited to family and friends. Admirers would be few in such circumstances."
He chuckled softly and raises a brow. "Perhaps you should accept your compliment where due, rather than trying to deflect," he advised and turned his attention to the horizon. "Now would you care to lead the way to your home, or perhaps you would prefer to provide directions?"
