Broken Antler Fen Cihiro

Last post for me! :D

An impish smirk made Valtyr's sooty muzzle twist as Pearl's inflection ambled into a serious time. One ivory paw brushed his own and for a moment he imagined actual sincerity in Pearl's delivery as opposed to their playful farce. Valtyr could feel his face suddenly grow hot when the alpha female booped his nose, his bumbling expression candid for a moment he gathered his scattered wit. "Miss Pearl," he gasped in a faux southern dandy drawl, "I do delcare!" Valtyr suddenly rose and stamped one foot with conviction, "so un-lady like!" Part of the Sveijarn wished he was smooth enough to enter an "innocent game" of chicken, but he felt emotions on his sleeves. Crash and burn was imminent and so he swiftly opted out, not adept enough to hide the starkest of impetus. Yet, as he left Pearl on the banks he would turn his head and flash a wanton leer towards the woman. "Why don't you take me out to dinner sometime," he lilted, gaze half lidded as he faked the most over-the-top seductive expression (but srsly tho, was he fakin'? THE READER DECIDES) before disappearing into the treeline towards the borders where he would cringe at himself the rest of the day.