Silvertip Mountain Read about you in a museum

Ezekiel felt himself grow hot with embarassment as the female teased him. Yes she was very pretty, very nice and stuff, but now she'd made him feel awkward. I... uhhh. He stuttered awkwardly, ears flattening pitifully. He was quite honestly rubbish with girls. His old pack covered more along the lines of how to beat up others and less how to flirt. Her point had gotten across well, she was spunky, and while she'd made him stammer, he liked that in her.

She began to speak about her own trades. She was ambitious, and clearly organized, having her whole life planned out. Zeke had practically always been a warrior and guardian, and just a few days ago had he discovered he liked counseling. Good trades. You're very punctual, I get the feeling you like to be in charge. He said with a smile, somewhat reffering to the first pack hunt a few days ago. She had completely shitted all over Krypton's idea, and he could tell Steady hadn't liked that. But he agreed with Valette's plan. He liked that she could stand up for herself too, that was a quality Zeke wished he'd learned long ago.