Fox's Glade Get nothing done

He hummed softly. Mostly to himself.
Some old tune he'd some wolf uttering once. Probably before he made them silent.
He didn't remember, but it was stuck in his head now.
His void eyes turned back to Charles.

That sound. That was cute. Especially coming from him.
He licked his lips again. Feeling his heart thunder against its boney cage.
Wanting to snatch up the sweet morsel before him.
He released a slow breath.

"You're so cute, you know that?"
He couldn't help but comment. Just something. He wanted another reaction. He was starting to miss that smart little mouth.