Sleepy Fox Hollow I wish you could be honest

Well, that was a very embarrassing question. Elfie's face fell and slight nervousness was written clearly across his features. There was very little difference to him, where one had scent-marked or where one had peed an ocean after a bar-binge (or wolf equivalent of it). He had no idea, who it was, but even if it was someone important, imagining them peeing and accusing them of it... that did not feel right. It was weird even.

"Uhm... I don't know," he shook his head in denial. He was not lying, but it felt like it, because he knew he would not have said a word, even if he knew.