The scent, despite only ever being in his company a single time, was as familiar as the scent of his wretched brother. However both were extremely different, while the scent of the alpha brought nothing but hostility and anger- this scent was a gift, an opportunity. Possibly a key to success. Yellowed fangs would be revealed as the corners of the brute's ashen maw would tug upwards and an almost feral smile would place itself on his features. Crouching down, his black leathery nose would twitch as it drank in the scent that clung to the lush blades of grass, he was definitely correct about who it belonged to. But how could he have been wrong, it was impossible to forget the little demon in disguise. Since their last meeting, Caspian had made little to no progress but little did he care, when the time was right he'd be ready. Until then it was a mere waiting game. Large paws would carry him away from the safety of his pack's borders without even slight hesitation as he pursued the Helidos fae. A soft grunt puffed from him as he flicked one lazy ear and glanced up at the sky- frustrated at the exhausting heat that burned down upon him from that ball of light where it perched at an unreachable distance in the endless blue sky.

Soon the sound of water would catch his attention and the brute would quicken his pace, dark pelt standing out painfully amongst the bright Summer colours. He kept to the shadows as much as possible, trying to keep beneath the trees so that he might get a break from the heat of the sun and so that he might not be so visible. If only it was night. Finally, he came across the little fae- the one that looked oh so familiar to another that had destroyed him. Amusing how he also held the looks of her own enemy. She had her back to him but she was ready, of course she was. There was no escaping the gaze of copper that was thrown in his direction the moment he stepped forward and he simply smiled- silver gaze twinkling mysteriously as he moved forward with quick, stealthy movements until the distance between them was closed. He was not a fan of faes, he did not trust them one little bit and preferred to have nothing to do with them. But from what he could tell, this one in particular would come in all too handy to throw away. No, he'd put up with her for the sake of the plan and that was the best you would get from the Delta.

"So here she is, The demon of Helidos that passes through with the mask of an angel" He continued to grin but his eyes were shadowed and thoughtful. He was completely at ease, not a single muscle tensed as he turned without a word to lean over and lap at some of the refreshing waters. The cool, soothing liquid ran down his throat and a satisfied sigh escaped him. She could speak first, there would undoubtedly be questions she would want answered and he was interested to hear why she had called him here. Because she had. This wolf was not one that did things for no reasons, she was a slippery snake and one that he'd have to keep a firm grip on for if she managed to slither away then he'd have no choice but to kill her. And he wouldn't want that now, would he? Licking his lips, he turned back and leaned on his haunches. The gaze that lifted to meet hers was filled with expectancy, it was time for her to do some speaking and him some listening. Let's see if she had any information worth listening to or any questions worth answering.

[This is so bad I'm sorryy, it's a Sunday night and half past midnight. I just needed to post with Caspian so he'd be safe and I wouldn't have to worry about it over the week, the rest of the posts will have more time put into them.]