Broken Antler Fen Good girls Bad guys

Embry was very surprised at the female's sudden comment. She likes me? Wow. He felt pretty good, considering that only seconds ago he felt as though he could've been anywhere else in the Teekon Wilds. Her words stopped him right in his tracks, his mouth still hanging open as though he simply could not get the words out. Slowly, his gaze reached her own and something strange kicked in. He felt he could definitely trust Kareja.
    
     Standing up, he shook out his pelt yet again and grinned. "Get rid of you?" He scoffed at the idea, his eyes sparkling humorously. "Why ever would I do that?" He glanced at Planty pointedly. "We have a plant to grow." He cocked his head, his grin still just as evident. So this is what it's like to have genuine packmates, he thought with enthusiasm. To have people that actually like you. The idea was very inviting. "You know, I like you, too. So, I guess we're stuck anyway." Feeling slightly emboldened by the new mood, Embry glanced toward Planty's home-bush. "I wonder if there are anymore seeds?"