Cat got your tongue?

After only a few shared words in, the white male had already come to a conclusion about the female—she had a flare for the dramatics. It reminded him a bit of his older sister, Pia, during a day when the younger Kove hadn't gone about causing trouble. She could joke around and could make serious matters for fun and humorous. Being dramatic, as the woman before him was being, wasn't such a common thing, but it did come about when ever she'd butt heads with their mother. It was always amusing for the boy and his littermates, but never for his parents. “Next time I see a cougar, perhaps I'll chase it away myself, then?” he said, humor in his voice. All that humor faded away when she trotted up closer to him, however, and placed her body against his chest. His body became rigid and he stared at the smaller wolf with a hardened look, before moving away from her. The way the man moved made it clear he hadn't liked such an action, and the look in his eyes as sure to warn her away from doing it again. “I can't pay any attention to your distractions,” he clarified, giving her a steady once over as he assessed her form. He couldn't deny the fact that she was pretty. “I'm sure your beauty has been very helpful in getting you what you want.”

As she stepped away herself, Kove followed her with his optics, confusion written all over his face as he noticed her tail moving behind her. “Not all of us enjoy hopping around and 'singing' like you do, and some of us don't even have the time to do that.” As he wished to be a Warden, he couldn't waste his time playing around and howling for no reason other than to hear his on voice. He did, however, stop himself from speaking right away in order to listen to her song. “Your voice does sound nice, so maybe it's for the best that you're able to spend your time sharing it.”