monster

Hannibal allowed his devious gaze to generously move over her brown pelt and feminine frame. He bore no shame as those sickening eyes danced along her legs and to her turquoise orbs. As her frantic words filled pale ears the male took only a moment to respond. "I am no cave dweller, darling." He would hate to live in such a hollow and cold save. He assumed with time he could make the it into a proper home with grass, dirt, and other items to shape it up. But, why would he need to do such when he had a pack's territory to reside within. Safe borders, the warmth of the south, and his own cozy den. Obviously this stranger hadn't a clue about his life therefore he would bring forth no judgment towards her worries and questions. "You are not intruding. We are both hiding from the elements.. And who would I be to chase you off into a snow storm?" A murderer? Or perhaps just an asshole.. The beast flicked his tail with a sweet smile, "Come sit." A pause. "What is your name?" If they were going to be snowed into a cave with each other they may as get cozy.