Redhawk Caldera Your sugar, yes please

Finley seemed to soften under Elwood's gaze, though she provided an indirect response to his question that failed to fill in any of the blanks. It only bothered him a little bit, but he brushed aside the annoyance; even as he cleared his mind, she was drawing her paw shyly through the grass, proclaiming that she liked him. This caused a slow smile to pull at his lips, and he took another step towards her, though there was still a wolf's length between them.

"I like you too," he replied, tilting his head as he fixed her with his sharp golden gaze. His tail gave a predatory lash behind him; in that moment, there was suddenly something drawing him to her, though he couldn't say what. Perhaps it was her enigmatic demeanor and the fact that he didn't know where she had been or what she had been doing -- rather than irritating or worrying him, he found himself strangely enticed.

He took a deep breath and felt electrified, though he still refrained from moving closer to her. No, he would leave it up to her -- he kind of liked this little game of cat and mouse as he expectantly waited for her next action or comment.