The lion looked at the Shael as he took to the skies in search of a nearby city to inform others of their conquest, and while exploring the forest up north piqued his interest, he would rather wait until the situation was sorted out. It would be rude to leave out Thorvald anyway, perhaps tomorrow or another day to follow. With a wingbeat and some of the avian's feather's falling, the two were left for themselves. With the fox making mentions of finding another town soon, a blacksmith who could've used the Wurm's carapace. He said something about [i]"business"[/i] which made the feline raise a brow in confusion, just what kind of business was he talking about?

He sighed as he tried to make small talk, he certainly wasn't one for talk but the conversation had to go somewhere.

[b][i][color=fff200]"If there's something on your mind you should speak up."[/color][/i][/b]

The leonine man grunted as he looked down at the vulpine. While it was certainly too early to be doubting his new allies, it wouldn't hurt to take be cautious and mindful about their actions, you'll never know when one will try to sneak up on you while you sleep, or just straight up reveal their intentions once you put your trust and faith in them, whichever comes first. He sighed thinking back at his past for a few moments before shaking it off, there was no use dwelling in such a menial thing after all. He grumbled, waiting for the eventual return of the avian, wondering how he's been holding up and hoping that he hasn't encountered any sort of conflict.