Fox's Glade chances

Grimsley's ear twitched back and his head soon followed as he heard the sound of disgust somewhere near his perch. His crimson eyes alighted on the small, curly coated figure below him - his forced perspective shrinking her even further. He heart squeezed even before she gave a most unusual and - goddamnit - cute sound he'd ever heard another wolf make. He had never seen anything like her - she was a far cry from his bloodline and it's followers. She was unusual and pretty, too. A toothy, bright grin split his face as he looked down at her and shuffled on his perch to face her better.

"You are the most adorable thing I have ever seen." He told her bluntly, more sincerely than she could probably tell. He looked again, seeing a curly coat and a confident aura about her. She was so different, and his mind didn't even register the idea that she may have been part dog. Even if he had come to that conclusion, he would not have cared in that moment.