Tuktu Hinterlands I've got a feeling

Lennox smirked, seeing how nervous he made the female. He tilted his head to the side a bit, and puckered his lips. You're a pretty thing, aren't you now? He stood and began to walk around her to see exactly who he was talking to, and picked out each of her scars, examining them as best as he could. For fear of scaring her away, he stopped his stalking for a moment to take a seat. I'm Lennox. You are? If she knew others around these parts, perhaps she could lead him to them and he could find a place to rest for the night.
But if not, at least he had a toy to play with for now.
You don't have to be nervous sweetheart. I'm not gonna hurt you. He laughed at the end of his statement; it was something he'd said to quite a few wolves in his past.