-- the longest of nights

N/A · 09-06-2013, 09:14 PM

this chaos, this calamity; this garden once was perfect

Claire twitched her ears, grinning at Demonio in the darkness, though the reply that she was forming fell silent when he continued. He continued with the compliments, compliments that she had never heard from another wolf before. She couldn't resist amusement at the thought that her brothers would have shredded his ears if they could hear him addressing her like that. They had never wanted to let her out from under their wings. But here she was, flirting easily with a handsome stranger in the middle of the night. Caerul would have had kittens.

A slight giggle escaped Claire's maw as Demonio flirted, and she countered his words with a response of her own. "Well, I don't know about anyone, but thank you." The female inclined her head slightly in a vain attempt to hide the smile that had crossed her features. Her blood burned beneath her fur, but in this darkness, with her dark fur, she wasn't worried about Demonio noticing that. "Your daughter certainly keeps excellent company. She's got you, after all. And you're quite possibly the most handsome wolf I've seen." Okay, she knew he was the most handsome wolf she'd ever seen. To be fair, she hadn't seen many wolves that she had considered handsome, but that only made it that much more of a shock that she liked him so much already.

She felt her body thrill as he brushed past her, but tried to pad after him like nothing had happened, like her nerves weren't on fire where his body had brushed against hers. "That's terrible," Claire murmured, brushing a little closer to Demonio. "I'm sorry to hear about your pack." She understood a little of what it was like to lose a home, and Claire wouldn't have wished that on her worst enemy. And especially not on a wolf like Demonio. "But I'm glad it was you who found Seraphine."

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