Falling Stars [Hannibal]

Hannibal was able to smell her hormones ever so slightly but he would not be so bold as to outwardly comment on her heat. To pry at a hormonal woman in the season of her heat was a death sentence unless feelings were mutual. The male had desire in his gaze but he would go no further unless it was reciprocated. He got plenty attention from women and had no need to creep one out due to his lust. Though, he listened to her words with a raised brow. He did not mean physically, it was merely a verbal notion towards the warm lighting the fire bugs emitted. The chilly temperature was unrelenting and he held almost no warmth physically at all. But the male would not linger on her inquire for she let forth another question that took his attention. His mis matched eyes flicked towards her golden orbs. Hannibal offered a thick smile as he rolled his shoulders idly, "Boredom." A pause. "No flourish or frills, I am just a bored Ghost-Wolf looking for some much need entertainment." He then looked to the water, "Why do you seek hope for your future? Does this golden lady have a dark past?"

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