Fox's Glade chances

@Pygmalion @Bhediya - sorry for my absence! I am back, now.

He felt the irritation from the lovely, curly lady and he flashed her an apologetic glance. One may have assumed it to be atonement for his earlier posturing, but one would have been mistaken. The apology, if there was a genuine one to be had, was for actions to come - not those that had already passed. Bhediya was not someone that Grimsley would pursue normally and he had no interest in doing so because Pygmalion was here, either. She simply did not fit with what he was seeking but her white knight did not know that and Grimsley was keen to play this game that came so rarely to him. He was having fun, though a genuine bit of irritation did flicker just under the surface.

He nodded to the white male as he spoke his pleasure at their meeting, chewing on every syllable in his name. He was sure Pygmalion was simply...charmed. He flashed him a wide, toothy smile. Though both he and Bhediya spoke of the pack setting up in the mountains - and he would, truly. check them out - it was Pygmalion's admission that their own pack could use him that Grim keyed in on. "Perhaps I will pay the mountain pack a visit, although -" he looked warmly at Bhediya. "Maybe that won’t be necessary."

Pyg spoke again to the curly woman and Grimsley shifted ever slightly closer to her, his eyes alight. "A beautiful introduction. Perhaps we could even move beyond that. You are...very lovely, Bhediya. Please forgive me for saying so, so boldly." He doubted Pygmailon had a bold enough bone in his body.