weep not for me

Her question brought a polite smile to his lips. A chuckle came from him. "Well I'd say anything you please. What should I call you then?" he spoke quietly and reveled in the breeze that blew her heat scent upon it to him. It's sweetness was but a small driving force. He had smelled heat before, but still found it hard to resist the temptation it provided. His tolerance was being tested.

She seemed either aggravated or irritated. Perhaps a little shocked but he stayed quiet as she answered his question. She seemed like she was loathe of the idea of a harem though. That answered his question on that then. "Forgive me my lady, I was under the assumption that all packs were so.... horrid in their practices. My estranged father educated me in such ways.... So my education as you could guess is severely lacking." he lifted his head and looked to the sky above. The steam from the springs obscured it somewhat but he could still see it. He then turned his eyes to her and took a deep breath. He aimed an apologetic lick to the spot behind her ear before withdrawing. Damn its hard to resist. but he had to. He couldn't risk having estranged children or children in general.