Sun Mote Copse The disco hot spots hold no charm for you

Fluke had been educated enough to know what was going on- but he’d never been in a situation in which he could have gotten this close to a woman who was ready to mate. He felt flustered and confused and conflicted; as much as her pheromones made him want her, he was still an old fashioned wolf and morally, couldn’t have done anything unless asked to. Eljay showed up and he too looked ruffled and confused- and definitely defensive. Subserviently, Fluke stepped back, to make it clear he wasn’t submitting a bid for breeding rights. Wildfire called him in and reassured him, but he still felt like he should hang around her. He wasn’t quite ready to leave her just yet. ”Do you uhm. Do you want or need anything?” He asked, his voice cracking lightly. Part of him was jealous that Eljay had been summoned, not him. But he disregarded that as much as he could- but refused to leave his place just outside the cavern’s entrance.