Hoshor Plains A hunting we will go

She grinned, her eyes sparkling at his feigned ignorance. His laugh was nice. Her ears came forward as he began to talk, her wagging tail stilling. He had been through a lot. An ache of pain filled her as he talked about his children. She knew about looking, searching for something you long for. It was a long, lonely road to walk alone. Hope that he would find what he was looking for showed in her eyes for a moment as she nodded, staying quiet at his soft tone. 

As he began to flirt again, the ache lifted for the moment, the sparkle returning. Tilting her head, she gave him a lopsided grin. He had called her attractive twice now. The grin grew wider as she teased him back, her voice tinged with sassiness. "You aren't so bad yourself. With black mixed into your grey, you almost don't look old." Her giggle betrayed her as she eyed him. He was definitely attractive. She hoped he didn't take it the wrong way as she let her tail wagging yet again.