Eyes like stars

Crescendo gazed coolly at the fae, though inside he was elated. It seemed as if the fae of his dreams had simply sprung from his thoughts. She lay at his feet in a submissive posture, beautiful and...perfect. Crescendo spoke, a low rumble. "You may rise, Starlet, Lady Loner. I, am Crescendo, of the noble pack Blackfeather Woods." His tail was raised high, his ears shoved forward in quiet, stiff authority. "I most say, Starlet, it is an honor to meet one of such beauty and elegance." Silver eyes, cold as stars, looked up and down her body. His paws moved soundlessly over the cold earth, and he was beside her. Moving his muzzle close to her pretty ear, he whispered. "Such beauty, must be treasured." He let his muzzle touch her cheek ever so lightly before turning and moving a little away from her once more. His cold eyes remained fixed on her, evaluating, watching.