Morwenna continued to guide them through their cold and dark cavernous home. Blue eyes kept a watchful gaze on her, a figure of proud strength, grace and beauty. She kept her self assured calmness, looking to him for a moment as her voice broke the silence once more. The dark woman had him transfixed with her silver gaze, her lips moving to speak of the alabaster wolf nearby. He was a quiet fellow, with held a certain air of self respect and dignity that was befitting such a wolf. Tsukikage gave an respectful nod to him, nothing more and nothing less.

He wasn't quite sure what to say to the man, not at all the best at speak formally and breaking the ice with others. Morwenna was the rare exception. But give it time, that too would pass. The wolf coated in moon and stars turned to face him again, this time attempting to make contact with the other in his presence. The pleasure if all mine. I do hope that we shall get to know one another more in the future. It was the best he could do in the moment.