Redhawk Caldera Rosebud

The way he spoke, she could barely understand what he was saying. Somehow, this did not make him any less desirable. In fact, his deep, easygoing timbre made it feel like there were now two or three butterflies in her belly instead of just the one. She had felt a bit like this when conversing with Dante, yet not nearly on the same level. It seemed that gold would completely eclipse silver. Dante who?

"I... what? I know your name 'cause my parents are the Alphas," Wildfire said, feeling a bit awkward despite her attraction (or perhaps because of it). "Is that what you were asking?" she added meekly, blushing all the harder. Luckily, her flamed fur hid it well, though the fact that her eyes were now glued to her feet was probably a telltale sign of her bashfulness.