FIRE IN THE WATER

Damn, was it just his luck or pure animal magnetism that attracted him to all the she-wolves as of late. Though he had met some of Alacritis's most beautiful, not many of them held a candle to the exquisite specimen before him. The brown of her coat curved around her so elegantly, and the scent that lingered in the air allured him. Pallid hairs that adorned his own coat would stand on end, as he took her in, carefully examining her, so as not to miss anything- to remember these details forever.

Her words, broke him of his mental, for lack of a better word, oggling, and a smirk grew on his jaws. His gums curled back, revealing delicate ivory teeth. Strolling towards her, non-chalantly, he chuckled. "Perhaps, mi amor, you have been looking in the wrong place" He would come to a halt closer to her, close enough he could reach and touch her, and yet without any movement feel the heat her body produced. Taking in a slight breath his stomach churned at her scent, and a approving light growl exited his vocals.

"Tell me, darling, what do they call you, those lucky enough to speak your name?"