Hushed Willows He's a tramp

"You sure you'd rather not go with all the other brutes in the pack?" He teased, lifting up an imaginary eyebrow. Taking another step with his back foot, mischief in his eyes, along with a wry smirk showing itself boldly on his muzzle. His chest seemed to puff out, looking somewhat like his old self that Gwen had never seen before, back when he wasn't tiny -- well, as tiny. 

"Besides all I cause is trouble." He was testing her, curious to see her reaction.