Silver Creek A rose, beautiful and thorny

cackling at ant writing aaron instead of grayson hehe... ALSO at lilah being jealous omg

whatever was necessary. 

ah, grayson felt a gentle chill run down his spine. this was his type of lady. she had the look, oh most certainly, but she sang his song. lilah's jealousy went entirely overlooked, and only when she excused herself did grayson moved to pay her any attention. his ears pressed forwards and he nodded, sharing with her a gentle smile. "thank you, lilah," he returned, and turned back to the named prialux with a newfound curiosity. 

he held his composure, but he yearned to test the waters... to take from her what women were so good at giving. but, that was not the way of a leader-- not the way of an alpha. so he bit his tongue. 

"you can call me grayson," he began, finding the casual note between them a good starting point, "and we have room within our ranks for you... if you'd just tell me what it is you do." his pale eyes flashed, a test of answer. she seemed to check all his boxes thus far, he could only hope she continued to fill the mould he so desperately wished she'd squeeze inside of.