If the wolf in front of him thought the boy was scared at all, he was most incorrect. The boy was simply wary. Whilst living in the house with his guardian, many esteemed visitors would come to visit and if he was spotted idly roaming the halls, he would have to introduce himself and be on his very best behavior lest he wanted to endure a brutal beating once their guest departed. Therefore no, Alois was not scared of this man in any way; he was simply being on his best behavior. Though of course he was very curious of the man, as he had seen no other with ears and a tail. Not to mention those brilliant golden hues. As the male neared him, he took note of how tall he was, how his face seemed to be shaped perfectly, as if by a master artist, to the point where even his brows held not a single flaw. His hair seemed to possess almost a deep purple tint to them, and his ears could almost be mistaken as oddly-styled pieces of his hair had he not possessed a tail. Yet when a small crack of light hit him through the dents in the forest ceiling, he looked like he had just stepped out of a dream. Or even better; a fairytale. Though the blonde didn't fancy the way the light reflected off his glasses and rendered him incapable to see his eyes. He hated when he could not see someone eyes, or when a person would not make eye contact with him. To him, making eye contact was a sign of power and importance and when he was incapable to do so it left him feeling almost… weak. He could also usually tell what a person was thinking just by looking into their eyes. That is how he knew when he needed to hide from his uncle or when it was safe to have another helping of supper. It all depended on eye contact.
It was only when the man pressed a hand to his chest and bowed did the blonde take note of what he was wearing. He was dressed in high-class butler attire. Back at the estate, there were many butlers and maids that would attend to him and his guardian's needs, and sometimes when guests came they would bring their own servants as well. Therefore, Alois drew up a very quick and entirely wrong conclusion on the whole matter, "Ah, has my uncle sent you to escort me, then?" he demanded. If this man truly was a butler, then there was no need to keep up a proper façade. So he shifted his weight to one leg and put a hand on his hip, his lips tugging down as he impatiently waited for an answer. He even dared to step closer to the man, as if he were trying to seem intimidating himself. He was of a higher rank, for even though his uncle hated him he was still his charge, and therefore inherited the title of "Count." And now he knew this man was nothing more than a simple servant, so there was no need to bother with manners. Back home, this is how he always behaved. Which almost made it understandable that all the servants and his own uncle hated him.
He noted the sudden, brazen alteration in the young male's attitude and posture with a more curious disposition of his own. He seemed perfectly innocent mere seconds ago, and now he had taken on a bit more of a menacing and demanding posture of his own. How puzzling. However, it was rather pleasing indeed to be dubbed as an escort then. He would simply agree to the position, and it would be as easy as that. Never once had he pondered his attire however, nor that it would be the reason for the male's dispositional change. Nevertheless, the creature decided to keep that friendly demeanor, despite how dim and single toned he was. The closing distance between them however, triggered an excited swipe of his tail before he stilled himself. Oh, far too easy. Yet he would enjoy it far more, soon enough. Even without the tantalizing scent of the mortal, his appearance was positively delightful. Surely the Wolf could feed his needs off of appearance, as well. Yes that is precisely what he would do.
Another slighter wiggle made its way to his tail, as he nodded once in response to the male's imposing question. Right, his uncle's approved escort. Whatever the blonde wished to believe, that suited the creature just fine. It made things perfectly easy. He would have his desires met quite soon enough. Play around with his prey before his meal. It would be a shame however, for such a lovely guest to be incorporated into dinner. He shifted himself slightly closer once more, closing the space to one another by another few feet. "Correct, I am indeed your appointed escort for your destination. If you would…" He had lowered his voice the very slightest, pressing his hand to a thick, but thin and flexible line of trees as he pulled them aside to reveal the forest a tad further. "Simply follow me this way, and I shall guide you down the proper path to your destination, young man."
Well this was easy enough, the blonde found himself thinking. It would be nice to have a companion while traveling. When he had asked his uncle how long his errand should take, he was merely told it would "take a while" which of course, was not helpful to him in the least. Depending on what mood he was in, "a while" could be just a few moments. For when he was impatient even the shortest lapses of time were rather aggravating. But thinking realistically, and judging by the wide expanse of forest that he saw, this journey was bound to take a couple hours if not more. And even though the forest was beautiful, and he was seeing things he had not seen before, he had a tendency to get bored quite quickly. So having a companion to chat with was a gift, and he was rather grateful his uncle had sent the man to him. Being the inexperienced child that he was, he did not think the ears and tail as something sinister, but merely as something he had not seen before. Perhaps this man had been born with these extra accessories as a deformation (though seeing that he was perfect in every other way, Alois highly doubted this). All in all, he did not think it strange at all; it simply something different that he had not seen before. For all he knew, anyone born in the forest was born with ears and a tail, and he simply had never seen someone who was born in the forest until now. Though he thought he would like to, especially if they all looked as enticingly handsome as this man.
He glanced down the path he was currently on once before following his "escort". If something was wrong with the path, then who was he to question it? Who knew, perhaps this would even prove to be a shortcut. He merely wanted to get back to his uncle as soon as possible to show that even though he was crazy (as his uncle so kindly dubbed him) he could be reliable as well, which meant he could be trusted to run more errands or even roam freely on his own. As he walked next to the man, he could not help but glance up at him from time to time. His features were captivating, and the blonde found it stirring something he had not felt before inside of him. More than once, he found his gaze fixed on the wolf's lips. They were not plump as his was, nor were they nearly as pink, but they looked soft and firm. Alois wanted to touch them, to feel those lips and see if they really were as soft as they looked. To even feel them against his own or—he blinked, cutting off his own thoughts. Just what was going through his mind? And where were such desires coming from? Surely he had never thought of such a thing before. Yet as he glanced back, his mind became filled with such thoughts again until he cut himself off. Just what was wrong with him? He could not make sense of it. So instead he tried to distract himself by lightly clearing his throat and asking, "So what happened to the main path? Did my uncle find out about it and send you to me? Or did he send you anyway to make sure I would be safe?"He was truly curious seeing as the old geezer had told him again and again to stay on the main path, and to not stray from it. Surely something terrible must have happened to force him to be lead off of it and take a new route.
Pleased as can be, that the naïve little male had followed him he parted thing trees and brush from time to time for the youth as they trudged through that ever so dangerous forest. Surely his generosity would be clear and clarified to the other, further giving off his granted position as an innocent escort. With each glance granted to him by the little mortal, he would return such a thing now and then whenever the blonde were to look away from him once again. Never, would he meet that gaze. As they went along however, the forest seemed to clear up a tad and give them more space to walk without ducking or squeezing between trees, ore clearing thickets. At the point the unnamed male cleared his throat, the creature flicked his ear back again at the quick capture of the vocalization, which was followed up by the questions the young male presented. The creature disliked talking, truly, but he could answer them simply.
"It is simply obstructed. It has been known for some time, perhaps he simply forgot…" Suddenly, the creature had halted in his path… Was this far enough? He changed his direction, dragged them through obstacles far enough to surely have them lost. Or at least, the blonde would definitely be lost if he were to try his hand at running away. He focused his gaze solely onto the blonde at that point, regarding him with a firm eye-locking gaze. Yet after not too long, he drew up uncomfortably close to the youth, brushing against him slightly as the wolf had bend down, drawing his hues down to the basket in the process of him doing so. He just needed a very simple diversion. Just enough for him to be that close to the smaller male, close enough to feel his body heat. Upon least expecting of the youth, the wolf would pin him down and gladly have his way. This distraction would be formed, by a very simple question of his own. "Might I inquire, what is within that basket of yours?"