Shadewood Light my fire

Novak seemed confused, he would never think to do that, how rude would it be to leave someone so quickly after such an intimite time. The burly cream painted wolf shook his head, and smiled a bit less awkwardly. "I'm more a kind-hearted wolf then." He sat down beside her and tilted his head. He wasn't sure what to say next, and reverted to his dorky persoanlity. 

He lowered his ears and cleared his throat, "Tell me about yourself." It was said more as a question, and his eyes seemed to be looking for approval that he had asked the right thing.