Redsand Canyon oeuf.

His face becomes bland and he eyes her as she speaks. Finally cracking a smile when she admits that her past prevents her from becoming loyal to a single pack.

He laughs shamelessly, positively aware that he could be annoying her with his playful antics. “Darling, if you didn’t want to join me I could’ve done just as well as with a no.” Then he comes even closer, smiling to her. “I’m going to have to deny that second request for you. My patience has run dry and I have no more room for mercy. I’ve tried diplomacy and it seems futile. The next step is death.” He ends the sentence casually. 

Then a thoughtful pause forms. “You though. I can make an exception for you. As long as you are willing to heal us when you find yourself around, we will still welcome you with open arms.” Then he shrugs. “Maybe you could even come over for dinner sometime.” He flirts.