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Was this what it was like to be desired? She had seen men look at her sisters in this way, and while she had been happy for them, it had always come at her own expense. Often overlooked for her timid nature, Simbelmyne felt herself warm and melt like a candle beneath a flame to finally receive such attention for herself. There were no others who could snatch it from her now- no sisters whose bell-like laughter could cant his ears, or whose elegant movements could drag his eyes from her. 

She blinked in surprise to hear that her name had come before her. Surely, she thought, no one on Moonspear had sent word of her- she had shared so few words with any of them that it seemed impossible that her reputation might have travelled more swiftly to the other packs than she had. She had only just departed Moonglow, which left only a couple options- and she blushed when she realized that it was the men who had been talking of her. Specifically, Chakliux. 

She smiled, almost privately, to think that perhaps Chakliux had hoped she might meet this man- though she was still under the impression that she should discuss the matter of choosing first with the other women. 

"I am," She said, but there was a friendly smile at her lips and a faint wave to her tail. Her ears, at last, lifted. He claimed to be gentle; with his size, she could only hope that he was. "And are you?" She asked, flirting with a bat of her lashes.