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Ugh, terribly sorry for the wait. Studies have been beating the hell out of me this semester. ;_;

Seeing the Akita in action would be fascinating to her, in both real-time and perhaps in a carnal nature. The thought of such crept as a small afterthought in the back of her mind, as a smirk remained apparent on her muzzle in the dark. There was much that would be left to the imagination about him, especially in this dark cave, but perhaps this was the conventional way of getting to know someone beyond the aesthetic. Zsuzsa may not have realized herself she was sapiosexual but would be worth exploring later on. This seemed like a good start with her concerning the Akita.
 
So his pack was nearby, in keeping up with his charming tone. The focus shifted back to her and with that shift came the shift of his warmth closer in proximity to hers. She could feel the tingle of her hairs raise at the sudden closing presence of his, which was a dead giveaway that yes, she had been quite lonely in some time now. The touch was electric, sparking something in her to keep her shoulder steadily against his, welcoming the gesture. He spoke of good company, rich in his tone. The prospect of being whisked away by his enchanting offer was actually taken seriously by the Mackenzie at this moment. Silence and the taps of her claws against the hard, cold ground beneath them filled the air at first. She was thinking this through. ”It depends what the pack consists of.” Zsuzsa then responded, countering his light jest of being selective. ”What can you tell me about it?” She would be calculative about her next moves, but he had her full attention on what he could potentially sell.