Silvertip Mountain Let's fix this

Even though the man was born into a terrible childhood, he had a generally sweet heart no one could break. His cheek tingled where see licked it, so he moved a bit closer, letting their fur mix. He gazed down into her eyes, obviously not making a challenge. It was obvious, because his eyes shine with happiness, and care. He moved his head down to her neck, pressing his head it, it was a form of affection his parents gave his sister. To him, it seemed loving, and caring. "Ah, it's nothing." he mimicked what he said earlier, while lifting his head to lick the top of her muzzle, and moved it back in between her eyes, to about the middle of her head. He gave a soft growl-purr before gazing into her eyes again. Maybe he did feel a bit more for her.