Swiftcurrent Creek dogs howling at the moon

OOC: Slight powerplay. I'll address any changes you'd like in my next post. <3

He stared. Fox’s beauty was existent, certainly, and it had a wildly untamed appeal. Beyond that, however, he had yet to hear her say or see her do anything impressive, and there was really nothing extraordinary about Swiftcurrent Creek that he had found. While he made no move to push past the possibility, worthiness needed to be mutual in the case of a shared partnership in raising offspring. The idea that they might test each other in equal measure settled into his mind, and where he’d found no interest before, he found himself enticed. You feel sure you can handle a Redefin? he asked pointedly and sly-eyed. It was really rhetorical, but he was keen to hear her answer regardless.

Razo’s long, languid stride brought him closer so that he towered over her. He gave her a moment where he was silent (a rare accommodation), then asked, Just how did you become the pack’s leader? It was a boring question for her, he was certain, but he’d only met her the other day and he’d been intensely curious to find she was the one in charge. She could chase him out like an unwanted stray at any point if she felt so inclined, and he would let her. What exactly had put her there, aside from the loyalty of the rest of the pack that she had now?