A huff sounded from Solsken at the mention of taking a bath, he’s ready tried that but it doesn’t work. His annoyed gaze drifted from Aphra and towards Arvid when the dire wolf appeared, tilting his head slightly to the side for a brief moment. “Er just call me corrupted flower,” he mused at the asking of his name. His name wasn’t something he gave out, no he learned from his mistakes of doing so many months ago. To him his name was sacred and something he would keep hidden away from everyone besides he didn’t trust anyone here yet so why share.

A soft annoyed growl rumbled at the once again mentioning of his scent, he knew this was going to happen but that didn’t stop him from getting annoyed by it. “I appreciate the group letting me stay.”