-- the longest of nights

His quiet greeting reached the ears of the woman before him, causing her to turn towards him, revealing to him the mismatched eyes of a light azure and emerald. Hello. He could hear the wariness lacing the single word and he didn't hold it against her. He was still a rather new member to Valhalla, so his scent wouldn't be so pungent like those who had lived in Valhalla their entire lives. The man took no offense, his large mass relaxed, tail hanging between his hocks, ears pricked forward with attention towards the ebony woman as she spoke up again. Little late for you to be out and about, isn't it? A light, good-natured chuckle rumbled in the man's ivory chest. Perhaps so, but I would have to say the same to you ma'am. The name's Demonio. Pleasure to make the acquaintance of a fellow pack member. Crown was inclined towards the woman, a gentle smile curling his pale lips, trying to show the woman that he meant her no harm. He simply wanted to a have a quiet conversation. But if she didn't feel up to it, he would respectfully leave her alone and head on or perhaps even go back to his den. It would all depend on her reaction.



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