Ravensblood Forest Earthworm

The touch of her fur was electric, sparking a warmth that he was hungry to keep. Paw raised as if to hold her near, hesitant though, and soon she had slipped from his grasp to leave him with the cold air again. 

"I'm sure they'll come fawnin' at yer feet." More strays, more crew; part of him was interested to see how she would handle recruitment. But that required responsibility, trust, that she wouldn't ditch them and run off into the sunset. He'd take her other eye for that too, if it came to it.

Similar thoughts raced through his mind, teeth, blood - would she scream? It was his turn to approach, eyes drinking in her lit features, almost pretty they were. "Would take the fun out of it, no?" Nose to nose now; "I'll let ye join the ranks as rookie. Or are you after something else, something...more."