Losing My Head

His mind stayed on her. The woman he had spent a night with, the pair having done something together he didn't think would happen but it did. He didn't regret it though, in fact, he wished he could see her again. But they had to part ways, she was the alphess of a pack after all. It's not like someone like him would have been able to hold onto her, but then again did he want to? That was something he kept asking himself...he had never fallen in love before, and he was afraid to do so. Something he didn't want to admit to anyone.

He wandered the lands, his bulk having slimmed down some since prey had been scarce all season. Winter would soon approach, and prey would be even harder to find once it fell upon them. Maybe he would go to the southern continent soon...it wasn't like he had anything keeping him around here.

Lost in his thoughts, he nearly missed the scent that drew across his nose. Blinking, the male looked around and wondered if maybe he was just hallucinating because of his thoughts. But evidently, it was no such thing. Blue eyes would fall on a figure several yards away, and he would stand there in surprise. How ironic was it that he had run into her again! He wasn't sure whether or not he should feel excited or...not. He had opened up to her, mostly because of that stupid storm that had gotten him uncontrollably worked up. We'll, now that he was here and she was there...

"Fancy running into you here." He approached her, a playful smirk showing as he stopped a few feet away. Her scent was different then the night in the cave, but at that time he had mostly concentrated on her heat scent. So he didn't really think much of it at this moment.