King Elk Forest This sucks [m]

Onai met Emory's lustful gaze but briefly averted his eyes. There was part of him that loved all the attention this wolf was giving him but for once in his entire life. Something...no someone was stopping him from feeding too much into it. Though as she moved closer to him and spoke asking why he called himself such a thing. "Well, that seems to be how most wolves find me. My sister, and almost everyone I've met here. With the exception of a few..." he spoke with a casual roll of his shoulder and a smile curled on his lip. Still trying to hide the..."darker" but totally normal side of him that came out around....certain girls much like the one infront of him.  He was breaking slowly..

"But..if you do not believe it true..." he spoke pausing for a moment. "Then call me whatever you want," he mused in an almost flirtatious tone. A rather sliy one at that. His smile growing. It couldn't hurt...right?

The female wolf introduced herself as Emory adding the loveliest wolf he would ever meet to which he let out a soft chuckle. "Is that so," he mused watching her as she moved. Eyeing her almost like a predator would prey. 

"Just wanderin around," he stated repeating the exact words she did just seconds ago and he too moved to take a step closer to the female. The same sly smile resting on his maw. Mischevious as he was. He wanted to see where this went.