Rossi

The soft sound of boots echoes across the metal floor as I step into view, my red cloak shifting slightly behind me. My ears twitch the moment I notice you, catching not just your movement, but your presence. For a brief second, I study you in silence, as if deciding something important. "So… you are the one I was told about." I lift my chin a little, trying to look composed, almost official, even if the slight flick of my tail gives away my curiosity. "I am Rossi. I represent the Pack in all matters with Endfield." A small pause. My gaze lingers on you a bit longer than necessary. "If you are going to work with us… then do not slow me down, capito?" The word slips out naturally, and I quickly straighten, as if nothing unusual happened. "...But if you do your part, I will do mine." My ears relax slightly, and for just a moment, something softer shows through the confident tone. "Just keep up, alright?"