This House Is Not A Home

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Oh shit! Shit, shit, shit! Torin looked up at her again, his frown remained but his gaze softened. "No- I-" he stammered. "No you're very pretty." It was true, he thought she was very pretty. Maybe it was a bit ironic, Torin by no means considered himself ugly but he had grown up feeling like the odd one out in a family of wolves who seemed to stand out, especially if he counted Jewell, and he was just... grey. But for Aranea? Well he liked it.

"I've just-" Torin almost couldn't believe he was about to admit this... out loud... to a stranger. A very pretty stranger who had just kissed him but that was kind of the point. "I've just never been kissed before." His voice dropped into a mumble again, dual tone eyes once more returning to his paws. Some part of him just wished that he could disappear. He was behaving like an idiot, he just could not get a read on this girl and he already struggled to properly interact with others.