Sleepy Fox Hollow In Her Heart There's a Hole

Kynareth’s easy going smile remains as he chuckles. Her own hues a deep, resonant gold just as his own. Her reply is instant, confident it seems. Yet a smirk contorts her face beautifully and his thick auds perk towards her.

“I’d definitely like to know.” He hums coming a few easy steps closer. “I can go first if you’re shy, peaches.” Comes his rolling voice. “Kynareth.”

One of many names he goes by. He stands before her, head even with his shoulders as he looks down to the smaller. A quirky, yet mischievous glint in his glistening eyes. He’s a shameless flirt and it’s painfully obvious.