Emberwood spider and gioma had a love few others had seen,

It was slightly disconcerting that such a gullible youth had raided their home as they had been on their way out. It nagged at his sense of pride, and as the dark wolf asked him if he was serious, Constantine’s eyes narrowed upon him, a low rumble just escaping his lips, as if a whispered growl. “I think she said her name was Wylla.”
 
He paused for effect, his form beginning to lean forward in a predatory fashion as his eyes remained raptly focused upon the other. His tongue snaked out to clean at his lips, his ears shooting forward. He contemplated revealing the truth – but for another second more, he was going to maintain this cruelty.
 
And then the husky wolf shot forward, his jaws agape as he aimed to close the distance between the two and grab at the back of the others nape – if true, his grasp would only aim to push the younger wolf toward the ground rather than leave a mark.