Vulpes

He tilted his head a bit as she explained her situation, saying that she didn't really leave her home unless it was for herbs, but when she quickly mentioned the other reason, he sat confused for a moment and suddenly realized she smelled like some of the female wolves sometimes did back home, and he quickly glanced down as he felt heat rush to his face. "O-oh, aah...that's too bad, I mean...it's a beautiful world out there!" He rushed to try and change the subject, trying to distract himself. He felt odd. When the females in Abaven were in heat, he hardly noticed. Then again, he wasn't attracted to any of them...but her? He wasn't sure. Part of him said yes, the other part of him kept trying to remind him they just met, but they were the same species, so his senses felt stronger in this instance. He cleared his throat, glancing back at her as she questioned him about the pack he lived in, even going as far as asking if they were the ones who gave him his many scars. "Huh!?" He almost thought it ridiculous that she asked the latter question, but then remembered she was pretty sheltered it seemed, and didn't know. He chuckled, a smile widening on his lips.

Nope! In fact, the alpha is my best friend. Has been for years, we're like brothers almost." His eyes brightened, the male forgetting for the moment about the woman's scent. " See, when I was very young, I met Bass around when he first started up the pack. I had just escaped my homeland when he found me, and...I've been a part of the pack since." He looked skyward for a moment, thinking about the past. "I did leave for a while a couple of years ago to revisit my homeland, and I was glad to see things were doing much better than when I first left. See, when I was a kit...my old man was a tyrant. He beat me senseless, nearly killed my siblings, and my mother well...I don't know if he killed her or not...either way, she wouldn't be alive anymore, I'm pretty old now so..." He trailed off, gaze fixed on the stars. It took a moment or two before he pulled out of it, turning back to Amaryllis. "Anyway, that's where I got these scars. Bass welcomed me back when I returned, and asides from the occasional drama during some of our lovely meetings, everyone is pretty welcoming and friendly."

He realized then, that he rambled on about things he normally didn't tell others about. Bass was the only other one that knew his history, "Uh, sorry if I bored you there. I can be kinda...talkative, sometimes." Was it maybe also due to the fact that he was finally around another of his own kind? Perhaps. While he didn't know her much yet, he was feeling more...comfortable than he did a few minutes ago. Though he attributed that more to surprise at seeing another fox for the first time in a long time.