Tuktu Weir nothing like a big bad bridge

A blank glance is drawn to the beavers for a moment, clearly unnerved by the wolf's droning and starting to sink back down in their dens where it was quieter. Easy come easy go in terms of his beaver-scouting plans. Henryk was, on the other hand, definitely amused and actually impressed by the man's ability to sing and his grin showed it, but he still shifted awkwardly while being sung to, very unsure how to react to being... serenaded? 

His body shrinks back a hair as he's leaned into, but he lets out a soft laugh. You sure are a good singer. He complimented with a surprising amount of pitch for him. But Ravinger was not done letting him know of his intentions.

Henryk's chartreuse eyes widened, and immediately he felt a warmth gathering under his pelt and cheeks at the suggestion the man was putting out there right in front of him. Especially when he tacked his name on the end of his sentence, a flustered shiver went down Henryk's spine. No he wasn't inexperienced with the subject, in fact he'd been with a male before- but it wasn't something he wanted to dwell on now, and for good reason. Their relationship hadn't ended well. Yet regardless his attraction did continue to lean in all directions- wolves of any gender could be found lovely by him though he was much less likely to be the first one to show it, unless he got a shotgun signal to let him know of their interest. 

Ravinger on the other hand might as well have been firing right into him, and that definitely hadn't happened before. It wasn't that he found the handsome man unattractive by any means but, jeez, they had just got each others' names down.

There was a subtle temptation underneath, whether fueled by being deprived of love for a while or simply magnetized by the fact someone found him attractive at all, but it was largely overcome by his conscience. Rav I- I'm flattered... but- Ah- He stammered, desperately trying to find a good thing to say without offending him. God he did not want to make ill relationships already. Maybe play the humor card?

H-heh. I mean at least take me to dinner first?

Immediate inward facepalm. That was not what he had in mind. Too bad though, it'd already rolled off his tongue.