Hushed Willows east of the sun

not at all! i loved it <3

Well, this one certainly was a starer, wasn't he? 

Alejandro had had many admirers in the past, and occasionally in the present, but it wasn't often that he had starers like this. Usually, it was just cursory glances - subtle appraisement and interest. This guy, though, had his eyes glued to him, near dumbstruck. Cute, but subtlety clearly wasn't his strong suit. 

It wasn't much Alejandro's either, though.

Of course, the man would have no clue of the faeries that this wolf thought he was. Perhaps, if he did, he'd liken himself to one of those black dogs. Conflicting accounts of whether or not he was sinister or benevolent, with a strong leaning to the former. In truth, he could be either, depending on who he was talking to. 

The attraction here was rather obvious to the St. Clair, however, and a smirk crossed his maw. Icy eyes scanned the boy over - he wasn't too bad himself; even had some little dapples on his legs. Taller than Alejandro, but that wasn't a grand feat. 

"Oh, of course," he responded, turning coy eyes to meet the boy's rose gold. "You wouldn't know where I might find something to eat around here, would you?"