Altar of Twilight [ art :: elennóna

Dreven chuckled darkly. Actually I do well with any gender. I don't discriminate.

He raised a brow. He wasn't actively trying to do anything with this she wolf. Sure his innuendo was there and his heavy suggestion, but that was a staple of his personality anymore. If anything happened it did. Otherwise he was absolutely fine to just enjoy the night. He was finding joy in other things, he found.


Dreven studied her and smiled, a full smile. Devilish and charming, a thing of beauty as it always was. I'll take the assistance if you want to help me find some Cloud. Does mint do anything other than freshen up your breath?

He didn't recognize mint, his father had not used that one, that he could recall.