Redtail Rise Isomer

It seemed that Teagan's natural charm was attracting a lot of wolves, especially unwanted ones. He sighed inaudibly, almost tiredly when the other wolf drew forward. Well, he can't be as bad as that blue nosed arse, can he?  The coywolf thought to himself as his black tipped ears twitched towards the heavy steps approaching and he turned on his heel, expression neutral except for the ever-present smile dancing vaguely on his lips. The wolf was large, heavyset and draped in a pelt of copper, black and gray. 

The male appeared innocuous, but Teagan remained carefully on guard, aware of how appearances could change in the matter of seconds. The coyote analysed the other wolf, taking mental notes of the other man in case this escalated in a fight. He might be a bit of a jokester, but let no one say that Teagan Wilde was a fool. "Buddy, if you wanna date me, you can date me," the hybrid said, tail wagging in greeting as well. With that, he nodded in case his message wasn't clear and his green eyes glittered expectantly, curiously.