Alive In The Lights
He turned slightly to look at her, her answer something completely unexpected. Afraid of being alone? He didn't get it really. Asides from her heat smell, he could also smell the strong scent of pack and...others who seemed like they might be close. Friends? Family? Perhaps...even a mate? Maybe it was unfair of him to jump to conclusions like that, but he knew nothing about her just as she knew nothing about him. Maybe it should stay that way. Maybe it was better. He clenched his jaw, his eyes growing cold for a moment before realizing that he probably shouldn't get pissed about the assumptions running through his head. He was always so very pessimistic, always brash and hot headed. He always appeared to act before he thought, his tongue and brash attitude leading his life.
But would he ever be able to change from that?
"Afraid of being alone eh? I guess that makes two of us..." His jaw unclenched, his gaze finding hers as his body seemed to take turns relaxing and tensing. He wasn't sure what to do with the closeness that they were in, and it didn't help that her scent was so strong. Her touch...comforting and make his skin crawl and his fur prickle, but not in a bad way. "Since we're both...lonely...in a sense. What do you want to do about it?" There. A hint towards something that could probably relieve their loneliness, even if just temporarily. Would she get what he was getting at? He didn't peg her for someone stupid, and if she didn't like the idea he had no doubts that she would probably try to bite his face off. |
