Licyn doesn't care about most the unspoken language, but that's as much part of his nature as the rest. He's an easy flirt, and easier lay, but the latter is only relevant to those interested. He himself has never bothered chasing after anyone, and won't be starting now, lucky for Nacho.

"The maze shifted, so I don't know. You have to find him first, it shows up nearby. He's guarding his house. His underground house. The old man dens as badly as any badger."

Sword clean, he resheathes it, sliding it across the tied sections of the bundle. He stands up to roll his shoulders and briefly stretch his neck, before the whole of him seems to go blurry at the outlines, out of focus. Almost silver, and then he's not standing as a man, but the silver is falling, resolving as a wolf, and congratulations, now you have a wolf as large as a great dane, even bigger, standing right there with you, Nacho.