Another growl started to rumble in chest when her wet tongue brushed along his chin, but it died as soon as it had began. "Alright," he said, letting his tail slowly fall back. He hoped she would think things out in the future. Someone might not take her apology, and he was afraid what it could cost her. He sighed, when she ran past toward the falls wondering what had caught her eye, or if she was merely playing some other kind of game .He turned just in time to see a cream male who looked ragged from his travels. He didn't seem to like how he had gone unspotted. The Tainn became wary of his intent. What could he do? He was tempted to leave, but decided he might hang around and see what became of this new company.


Tensly shifting, his bright eyes took his surroundings in making sure there was no one else, while Accailia introduced herself. His black nostrils twitched, and it seemed the wolf was not much older than himself. Catching her stare, he turned more around letting his eyes intake the one named Sol. "Hey," he said, his tone warmer than it'd been seconds okay, but he too wasn't sure what to say. He shifted his limbs out of habit, letting his eyes linger to the girl before directing to Sol. "You just passing through?"

Kicked out? Triell did his best to keep his face from betraying any emotion, because he was a little surprised. Most loners were a little more tight mouthed than that. When his bright eyes noticed his twisted grin he didn't seem bothered by disclosing this information. Perhaps he was happy to have left? His dark brows creased slightly as his mind began to fill with question, but he didn't pry. It wasn't like he was here to share, or receive anyone's life story. He did not look to Accailia, but walked to stand a little closer not to be rude to either of his new company.


His eyes were inquisitive, the yearling seeming to wistful or something? The young Tainn couldn't guess. Did he miss home instead? His thoughts were interrupted when his yellow eyes shifted his way. "Erm, no, not really. I much rather have it warm, though the sun easily keeps my black coat cozy all year round," he said, his voice much warmer than it had been. There was even a grin teasing at the side of his face. "So, can I help ya two out? I've lived here most my life, and might be able to help." His tail brushed the air behind him, letting his attention carry between the two.

He tried to gauge Sol's reaction. There was not much to note, he looked like his mind was else where and Triell had to keep himself from becoming frustrated. If he didn't care what he had to say, maybe he'd state his goodbyes, and part ways. There was better things to do than try to help those who didn't care of it. As for Accailia he wasn't sure if she'd want to follow him or not. She might stay, and talk to her new company, that wouldn't bother him. He had enough on his plate. He leaned his body to give the creamy wolf room when Sol passed to get a drink. He naturally turned to watch him to make sure he wasn't up to anything either. It was in the moment Accailia moved closer to him, and he exchanged a quiet look. Surely she couldn't be afraid of the other yearling? He did his best to not move away from the popping of his space bubble.


What Triell said next seemed to get the loner's attention. Though he appeared to be trying not to seem to eager for it. A dim smile, he stepped past Accailia. "I do. There are beavers along this creek if you keep following it, and to the northwest there is a field where all sorts of critters hide in the brush, and dine off the blackberries there or a cherry orchard," he said tilting his muzzle in the direction where he should best start. "But I recommend if you both want shelter, and food you join a pack. Winter is not yet over."