Redhawk Caldera god karen, you can't just ask people why they're white

Grimm's comment caused Jaws to drop his head and shake it lightly as he laughed softly. Where some inexperienced females could be down right frustrating (he was briefly reminded of Dove), she was rather amusing in her innocence. The coywolf allowed his head to hang, glancing up at the female as his smile broke again into a toothy grin. When he drew himself to his full height again he took another step toward her, speaking as he moved around her. "Girls," he began as his breath bathed her ear, so near to it was his muzzle which then brushed only the tips of her fur as it moved down her neck, "don't have to do anything to be sexy," his voice drawled, his muzzle now hovering above her back. But Jaws would hardly give Grimm a second to process anything before his teeth nipped her flank so teasingly as he strolled past her and continued on, until he was gone.