Ravensblood Forest It’s Go Time

His hues search the plains of her feminine face and he smiles genuinely at her. He can tell he’s getting on her nerves but she’s doesn’t want to snap at him. Though he appreciates it, he’s rather his pack be brutally honest with him and such. So he paws towards her and nudges her shoulder with a leathery nose.

“You can tell me to stop talking if I’m annoying you, you know.” He chuckles. “I joke around too much not to let others do the same to be. I’m not going to smite you down for fucking around and all that.” The words of comfort are mediocre at best but it’s still something. He enjoys a good joke thrown at him every once in a while.