Decode me

He knew better than to expect her to look directly at him, but he was polite enough to shift himself so he met her eyes directly. He knew better than to simply force himself upon anyone, especially when he had no need to. He was the leader of a pack, and an extremely strong wolf in his own right. He had little doubt that most wolves were attracted to him on principal, but those that weren’t were usually easily charmed by his diplomacy and proper speech.

“Do you live here?” He asked, keeping his tone formal and adding a coy tilt of his head for good measure although he knew better than to think she could see it. He knew better than anyone that although the blind lacked sight they had their own way of detecting small movements and subtle shifts in a wolf’s body language.

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