Her renowned penchant for making trouble where there was none was the perfect cover. Why would anyone want to steal the gypsy that wandered towards her now if it weren't simply to cause a stir? After all, he was a wanderer, and he'd spread his name throughout the land quickly. Certainly the tale of his theft would be made known in just as short an amount of time. And then, to hear of his release? What utter confusion it would cause- what drama!

Xira simply loved causing drama.

She regarded his features; his face half in shadow, yet half bathed in the light, as he drew nearer to her. Upon her back Kye twitched and cawed, muttering words of approval into her bonded's mind reluctantly. The Chestnut roan lifted her head high and looked down upon Moonboy with dark blue eyes that couldn't help but judge. He was taller than her, as most were, but she was afforded an advantage by the convenient slope of the land where she stood, and the imposition added to her figure by her widespread wings and dark look were all added benefits. "Moon Boy," she said simply, addressing her captive with a serious tone but a smug smile that, despite the gravity of the situation, she simply could not wipe away. "You understood the terms of our agreement, your summons should have come as no surprise." Xira spoke pointedly, hoping to wipe that look of dissatisfaction off of his features. He looked as if he had been cheated or lied to- no, it was much simpler than that; everyone else had been cheated and lied to.

The Chestnut roan flicked her tail and took a few careful steps forward and around the stallion, keeping her circle tight and making her breath grace his hide. "As agreed upon, you are now a member of the Dragon's Throat informants," she spoke cooly, pausing where she stood directly behind him and looking on into the night. "You will report to me, and tell no one outside of the Throat of your involvement with the herd. In exchange for your knowledge and valuable services, you will be provided shelter within our ranks and territory whenever you desire it," She outlined clearly in review, walking forward and returning to her initial position. Her lids flickered shut as she blinked in a slow, thinking manner, and then she turned her gaze sharply back to match his.

"I understand no wild things are capable of being truly tamed," she sympathized wistfully as she recalled her life of freedom. "Your membership to the Throat is in name only, to prove your loyalty to us and ensure that you won't tell others outside the herd of the knowledge you've obtained," she clarified, her gaze softening slightly as she spoke of matters that perhaps only the two of them could understand at that moment. Upon her back Kye whistled and muttered pointless thoughts into her bonded's mind. What did the falcon know of freedom? All her life she'd lived by Xira- to live alone and yet as one with so many... that was true freedom.

Xira shuffled her wings closed and Kye promptly flapped her way to rest upon them. "There should be nothing further to discuss; as far as I am concerned, as a member of this herd you are now released." She spoke with confidence in her tone and a slight inflection of authority. She was giving the orders here; should he wish to defy them and deny her offer for him to join the herd, or rebel against his new role as an undercover informant, he would simply be denied everything agreed upon prior.