Redsand Canyon She's out of sight and he's out of his mind

He nods to the man’s derogatory description of himself and an entertained smile graces his features. “Of course. Those are my favorite kind.” He hums out the compliment in an almost sultry manner.

Then this Baptiste speaks of a daughter of his and their caretaker. Of course, the more the merrier. Bring ‘em all! So he’s nods encouragingly. “Yes. They’re welcome as well.” 

Then he saunters closer and cranes his head down just a tad and he brushes their shoulders as he walks past him. The curl of his tail, flicking around an ear as he goes. “Is it settled then?” He asks politely, glancing yellow eyes back to the merle male, waiting for him to follow him. “Shall I lead you to our den?” He smirks, a certain heat in his gaze. “Perhaps we could stop by mine first.” He jests with a wink, though really it’s only half a joke.