Blacktail Deer Plateau Fustercluck

Although Peregrine would've explained that he didn't want to subject his children to any confusion engendered by their father's courting behavior, whether the other wolf involved was male or female (and this much was true), Peregrine also didn't want anybody knowing of his same-sex curiosity, at least for now. Lasher didn't seem perturbed by the request, in any case, and he vowed to honor it, which was a relief for the Alpha male.

When the other male proposed a poem, Peregrine dipped his muzzle to invite the male to continue. He listed raptly as Lasher's talented tongue wove words in an entirely alien language. Although Peregrine couldn't understand any of it, he enjoyed the sound of Lasher's timbre filling his ears.

When he finished, the swarthy male said, "I didn't understand a word of it," and grinned mischievously, "but it sounded great." A bit of a cheeky smile played about his mouth and he returned Lasher's gaze, holding it for a few beats.

Feeling slightly awkward but nonetheless compelled, Peregrine stretched forward, tentatively touching his muzzle to the side of Lasher's neck, just below the chiseled curve of his jawbone. Pausing briefly, Peregrine then nuzzled him, his tongue even darting out to leave a small peck of sorts on the other male's throat before he became self-conscious and withdrew. Still, his blue-green eyes danced.