Saxon smiles, glad to be in the company of another druid for the the first time in a long while, as he travels he turns to reply to Hral.
"Thanks, though I couldn't compare to your work with a longspear," he says, while giving his wolf a vigorous rub behind the ears, "This is Mzarem, we've been travelling too much for him to have enough time to make friends with any other wolves, but I guess this is a perfect oppurtunity."
Mzarem notices all the attention he's receiving from Kjata and soon falls in along side her, wearing what could be considered a cheerful grin. Saxon nods, still wearing his smile, and returns his attention to where he's going