Tasty Treats And New Faces

Ruga laughed lightly with a grin when she promised to show him all kinds of delicious food if he stuck with her and a sly smirk crossed his face as he replied, "Well... Stick with me and you might find something else even more delicious than food." A salacious grin pulled as his lips and his sea foam eyes lingered on her as he bent his head to take another bite of the pastry between his paws. He had never claimed to be subtle and he certainly wasn't going to start now. He did wonder if he'd just end up breaking her entirely if he kept those kinds of comments up. Even just greeting her and inviting her to chat had gotten her shy and flustered. When she answered his question she struggled to just say that she had just gotten here without any further explanation or insight, falling into a giggling fit at her own absurdity. He laughed as well, giving her another lopsided grin. She felt so innocent and adorable in comparison to some other faes he had come across and while there was certainly a time and place for the bold, brash women that knew what they wanted and took it he was enjoying some of this game of cat and mouse, his flirtatious nature reveling in it.

When she turned the question back on him, asking why he didn't have a pretty wolf fawning over him at a carnival for love, he gave her a sly grin and cast her a knowing look at her with a raised brow. "Oh? Would you not consider this fawning over each other?" A chuckle rumbled in his chest, amusement in his gaze. He shrugged a little and added a bit more honestly, "I've been a bit too tied up in work to get out much these days. Besides... I like keeping my options open. Variety is the spice of life, right? I like going somewhere new and seeing who I meet." Another smirk tugged at his lips as his gaze boldly flicked down along her form that was was decorated with paint strokes of earthen hues. "I'd say I've gotten pretty lucky this time." His gaze returned to her amber gaze and he chuckled as he went to eat the last bite of his pastry, swiping his tongue over his lips to clean away the lingering bits of sugar and pastry. He didn't know what direction this little encounter would take, but whatever happened he was pretty pleased with it thus far.

"Ruga Amanto"