Neverwinter Forest birds of a feather

A crooked grin tugged compulsively at her face when he met her with his wit, but she was quick to abandon the humoured look the moment she felt his gaze search across her frame. "Don't flatter yourself." Still she could not deny he was oddly handsome, long-limbed and rugged. Had she been any other she'd have flirted right back. Yet her forward thoughts held no space for such childish infatuation. Leave crushes for little girls: the Ostrega did well without.

"It's not often one comes across a wolf like yourself." From the lips of another her words could be taken as a tease in return, but she countered the possibility with the look she cast alongside the remark. Though her eyes still shone with their characteristic mirth, she drew her expression as one of careful curiosity, keeping well away from puppy dog eyes and coy turns of the head. She seldom encountered other wolves like her in her travels, and he intrigued her most for this.