Silver Creek Brother In Arms

Dubbed now with their new names, the pair continued forward. Heston enjoyed the atmosphere of the camaraderie, he'd missed the friends he had made and lost and Casmir was fast growing into a spot of his own. He grunted, wrinkling his nose at Casmir's description. "Better that we didn't then." Fatty meat would go a long way during a famine though, or during times of low travel. "Then we'd have to worry about what killed the bear." He said with a smirk. "A super bear is the last thing Silver Creek needs right now."

His brows raised as Casmir questioned his romantic past, his conquest history. Unfortunately, his own tales of women were severely lacking. Only the one jumped to mind, but he pushed her away. He'd never dated her anyway. "I've mostly just browsed the options, if I'm honest." He shrugged his shoulders. "Used to play "show me yours, I'll show you mine" when I was younger, back in my birth pack. I was nearly a yearling, old enough to know that we were doing something we weren't supposed to do. Old enough to not make the story gross." He snickered. "She was a pretty thing, though. Green eyes, tawny fur. If I'd have stayed there we likely would have shacked up for real. That's just kid stuff, though." 

He talked a big game, held a charming way with the ladies, but he'd never truly gone further than that. He found his enjoyment in the chase, and had saved the climax for his eventual mate. "And you? What about your girls?"