Shamus
Slowing his to gait to a halt when he heard Schemeko calling out more words than the usual goodbye required, Shamus paused to listen. Was he really trying to entice him by pandering to greed? Schemeko clearly didn't understand how often he himself conned people by playing to just the same sin. Besides, he just wanted to have an easy life for a while, not cause a famine. After all, the Saffron did actually eat their produce, bread being an essential part of their diet and meat only being a supplement. The easy life and hunger didn't exactly go together well. Some wolves go as far to call that state unemployment.
"Perhaps we see ambition in different ways, matey!" Shamus called back, over his shoulder. Turning around to face the Hemlock, Shamus paused, before saying "Though if you really want to keep a tab on me, why don't you send one of your lackey's that isn't a complete scatter-fool with me! I'll send him back your way once I'm more established, and have time to play some of your games." Despite having just been saved by him, Shamus still didn't trust Schemeko as far as he could throw him. Which wasn't all that far, for Schemeko was a good sized wolf!