Shy Deer Steppes Snakes Among Wolves

“Don’t tempt me.” He growls at her, smirk still plastered on his handsome face. Its as if it’s stuck like that. “Unless you want to.”

Even through his constant teasing, he waits for her to reach his side before continuing. “Guiar el camino, cariña.” He chirps, accent thick as he gives her a smile that for just a second appears more sweet than conniving, if that’s even possible.

As they walk, he watches her intently. “I have to ask. Where is the father of these pups? Your pack will not tear me apart if I follow you home?” He jokes, though he party asks for all seriousness.

Then contemplation takes over his facial features and he gazes towards her expectantly, a single brow raised. “You say your pack is falling apart, no? I believe I could help bring it back, stronger even.” He says confidently. “If you have an open spot in your pack that is.” He suggests his smirk coming back to his maw and his silver eyes look down to her. “I would be an exceptional inclusion to your home, cariña.” He boasts.