Foxes in love

Unbeknownst to him, Marigold was checking him out, even if Argent had made his attraction to the pretty and unique vixen very public knowledge. He was unashamed to say when he found someone attractive, and Marigold was gorgeous! His original attempt at flirting had admittedly been a bad pickup line that he would have been amazed if it worked, but when the corny line about blending their colors hadn't only failed to make her laugh but actually irritated her, then it became a game to the tod. He wanted to see just how much he could tweak her without her trying to take his head off—or other equally important parts of himself. It might have been more than a little cheeky, but the silver fox couldn't help himself. Life was too short to not enjoy yourself and have a good time!

Artorias saw the amused grin on Briar's face while Argent introduced himself, meeting her loving glance and seeing the twinkle in her turquoise eyes that meant she was up to something. He raised a curious brow, but didn't have to wait long to find out what she was scheming about. The young fae suggested that Artorias could use another companion, and both his eyes and Marigold's burning glare turned to look at Briar. The corner of his mouth pulled up in a wry grin when he realized what she was getting at, peering between the two foxed at their feet. "Hmm, that's not a bad idea," he said with an agreeing nod. Argent, who was also just now coming to understand what Briar was suggesting, was beaming with bright eyes peering up at the two wolves. "Oooh, adventures with wolves? Sign me up!" He clapped his paws together, grinning up at Artorias. "Argent, at your service, noble wolf!" he said with a flourishing bow. Then he glanced up to Marigold with an overly dramatized smile of innocence. "Well, looks like we'll be getting to spend more time together after all, Miss Marigold!"

Artorias chuckled and shook his head at the ridiculous fox, but was finding himself more and more keen to the vulpine with every passing minute. It felt like Argent was a lifelong friend he was rediscovering again, their personalities meshed so well together. "Just try not to upset Marigold too much, Argent. I'll promise you shelter and food, I can't promise no consequences from being stupid." Argent gave Artorias a nonchalant wave. "My dear Artorias, I would never dream of upsetting the lovely Marigold! Unless praises of divine beauty are considered upsetting." He turned his playful grin over to Marigold again, as if daring her to keep trying to snap back at him. He quite enjoyed their banter and the quick wits of the intelligent vixen.

"Artorias" | "Corbin" | "Argent"