Wapun Meadow every tear, a waterfall

Scarlett battered his red eyes at him once she was so close to him. Her nose taking in his scent some more. He talked about not biting her yet. What did he mean by that. She did saw her parents breed when she was about a year. She remembered how her father grabbed her mother's scruff as they did. She felt almost more flustered now. Did he meant that type of bite? "I am not used to someone.. Just yeah.." She looked away briefly. "I'm not the female males want," she then spoke quietly. She remembered her life at her previous pack. No male ever looked at her.

"A good mate is a desirable thing to want. Not for all females, though, but for me it is. I know I am not the female that gets the male I want. I like to be good to my future mate and give him off spring," she shrugged lightly. Scarlett tipped her head. That was a curious thing. Did the male not think of procreation? She thought that was the only thing that males would think about. "Well everyone his own thing right?," she stated gently. Scarlett even smiled a bit. She glanced with one red eye at the male's nose coming closer. She turned her head more and then licked over the tip of his nose. A rather bold move. "I should return to my pack sometime soon,' she drawled but she might not even want to. Not really. She thought about the fact she just met this guy.