King Elk Forest This sucks [m]

She pouted for a moment, as he continued on about who held a sense of distain toward him, before brightening her eyes and shaking her head in disbelief, as if it was impossible to think of the stranger in such a way. "Who might be that few?" 

Emory adored attention, and this mysterious shadow was giving her just that. He challenged her, which she quickly took to her own advantage. "Anything I want?" She asked, tilting her head to the side curiously. "How about..." she faked for a moment that she was in deep thought, looking up at the sky as if it held the answer she was looking for, "handsome." The word poured from her mouth like honey, and she placed her gaze upon him again. 

When he closed more of the space between them, she imitated him and took one step closer as well, keeping her eyes directly on his own piercing orbs. "Why don't you call me whatever you want? Perhaps prove my opinion of you wrong?" She too, wanted to challenge him, maybe he would take her off guard and call her shameful or ugly, but after claiming herself the loveliest wolf he'd ever meet, he hadn't objected, so she had a slight feeling he wouldn't.