The Heartwood [m] partyin' to hella late

No worries about language here ^_^

Tatum was her name, it invoked the sense in him that Raissa's had when he had first heard her name for, to him, it seemed connected. Maybe Raissa's leaving was pre-empting Tatum's joining? The thought ripped his heart in two but he didn't show any signs of it outwardly. It was too raw for him to be thinking of a new mate, a new love interest, but she sure did appeal in a physical way to him. Her humour was intriguing too and he felt the same instant attraction that he had felt towards Kerosene. He wanted someone with this kind of energy in his pack.

"Well, you-know..." he said, the tease apparent in his voice, "Looking for pretty wolves to recruit to my pack. We're in need of some ladies of your calibre." It came despite himself, a natural flirt? It was something that he had never thought within himself. He thought over his past encounters with other wolves and supposed that his encounter with Kero would have classified as flirting had he been female - or had FitzDutiful been interested in males. It was quite possibly how he reacted to this personality type and he didn't much care.

Despite how much he was hurting from Raissa's departure he was also seeking distraction. Distraction by the way of some good fortune would be ideal, but even just banter would do him for now. The man, never good at hiding his attraction, openly looked Tatum up and down as he assessed her internally. He had no clue that she had done the same to him.