What do you say?

Noir avoided the eastern lands like his life depended on it, but confident in his ability and for the most part Summer’s loyalty, he skirted Abaven’s borders. He hadn’t entirely kept away from his once kin, he’d seen Theory and Motif both at the southern gathering. Noir still had a bone to pick with Theory for all of that. Maybe he’d pay her visit while he was close, but just getting what information he could by being close to the border gave him an insight to the goings on in the pack he left.

Not long ago Noir had caught the alluring scent of a woman not affiliated with Abaven at all. Her sweet aroma had him following where he hated to be the most. Luckily the pack was mostly awake during the day and not likely to catch him here with the moon kissed lady. Noir couldn’t help but wonder if she was waiting on someone to show up beside her to sweep her off her feet. He made a slow approach, his massive form easily towering over hers. He revealed himself from the shadow of the wood.

”Looking for a little company tonight?” His deep voice was quiet as huge paws brought him closer to her. He didn’t want to touch yet, Noir was more curious as he tested the waters.