Neverwinter Forest [m] how can I see the world like you do?

So very different.

She was a mysterious thing, and he didn't know how much of it was his own inexperience with people in general versus Hua just being herself. She moved forward to him again, a second time into the fur of his neck -- without teeth this time, though her movements had a different kind of bite. This was a different rush, nothing subtle -- it all felt so emphasized in a way he couldn't explain. It ate away at him quckly.

He tried to wait, to see if she would back away so he would have to think of some other way to entice her, but at least in this breath, she didn't, and caused a little crack in his control. His head tilted up and he uttered a sort of raspy whine, again shifting his weight from paw to paw, trying to stay composed, as well as that was not working. It was very obvious. He drifted towards her, trying to reach for whatever he might catch delicately within his teeth, whether it be the fur at her cheek or the base of an ear, the fur at her nape -- it didn't matter as long as he could bury his nose in her fur in the process.

At some point he'd gone from being happily able to accept just her company and whatever games he always played, to wanting her, and the only thing that stopped him was that little nagging guilt saying, 'maybe you shouldn't.' And yet she was the one who pushed for more. But maybe it was what she wanted. It wasn't like he was really sure how other packs worked. Maybe this was normal. But that was all background noise. Whatever Hua wanted, Mal was her pawn.