welcome, welcome | returning face

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For a moment he stood there and waited, casually and really unworried that he would be confronted. The wolf began to mutter his name, a whisper of breath that he barely heard before he spoke up about not knowing who that was. The rippling creature sighed a little, undeterred by the circumstances. "Of course not. It isn't the name I went by previously." His words were said quietly and softly, under his breath and almost too hushed to hear. He didn't really wish to bring up his former self. The one that had been too soft and fell prey easy to thinks. Still he merely continued forth that was until he was blocked again. Silly him thinking that the conversation would end there in politeness. A tinge of irritation fluttered in his stomach but he kept it to himself.

Especially given that there was an ounce of suspicion here. Knowing that the other had even a former Glader may have caused this to be a little tricky but he merely allows an easy smile to pull at his muzzle. "There is nothing for me to lie about. I lived there...I had a home at the boardwalk and everything. Our leader was Winterhymns....no, no, it was Rhinestonestar when I was there." Foggy memory tried to resurface and pain struck his core. He didn't show it but he couldn't remember. Was Medusa their deputy. A frown colored his muzzle before he glanced Morrison. "Is that enough to be able to the so called sweep the deck? And while I'm at it I haven't caught your name."