Emberwood am i bleeding from the storm?

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The boy allowed his song to fade back to a gentle hum, oblivious to the approaching presence for the moment. A chuff startled Ali from his thoughts, then; a soft yelp slipped from him as he flinched away. Immediately his ears flattened with shame. He turned to the stranger, tail wagging despite his embarrassment.
Oh, hi there. Alarian tilted his head, ears perked. At first glance, the strange wolf was androgynous-- it reminded him of himself, and he relaxed slightly at the thought. After a couple beats it became obvious to him that the wolf was male. He noted his features with interest; elegant in a feminine way, he thought, and it rather suited the stranger.
He tried to ignore the striking clarity in the dark male's gaze, a sharpness to the twin moons sparking the slightest bit of discomfort. Alarian disliked feeling transparent, but perhaps it was only that-- a feeling.
Ali remembered then what the stranger had stumbled into. Another wave of shame assaulted him, and he found himself speaking again before he could stop it.
Was that, uh, bothering you? He flicked one ear back, slightly distressed. I'm sorry.