Stavanger Bay Everyone knows how to fish...right?

Not minding at all! ♪(๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑)♪

The woman that greets him seems quiet for a few seconds after she’s addressed. He’s caught her staring and she gives a moderate hilarious answer of oops. The remainder of the words she give him also make him release a casual laugh. Which she meets his own with an awkward one for the cherry on top. He doesn’t mind the staring, he’s used to it. He’s grown to like the attention as time passes.

The mysterious she-wolf approaches and he keeps his eyes on her. Staring into the brilliantly colored orbs that are her eyes, he doesn’t think he’s seen anyone with such bright eyes. The color in them is amazing he he unwillingly gets lost in them. Only to be brought back so he can answer back to the words she offers him. 

Another smooth chuckle comes from his maw and his teeth gleam dangerously in the moonlight. “I understand dear. You’re forgiven.” He hums to her. “What brings you here?” He asks curiously, coming to face her.