Crimson Casanova
09-26-2013, 07:47 PM
The lady was rejected, well then, he obviously wasn't into the flirting game. Sometimes Lova enjoyed that, it made it easier for her. It was annoying when others brought up the concept of love when she didn't believe in it. The man was on his own and surviving by yourself was a hard task she knew this. As she pulled herself onto her stomach the girl's black tail lied flat against the leaves on the ground as she watched him eat. Well, it was a nice try at least. Cronan had been honest and outfront with her. He would make a strong male in her book. Though he probably would never join a pack. Her cyan eyes glowed as he made his judgement against her. Yes smart boy, she was part of a pack and could be taken care of. Who didn't want to be taken care of? Her paws dug into the dirt as she looked at his red accents. He was interesting, she liked it. She was most likely uninteresting to him, but she didn't mind. "Maybe another time, I just felt like it was a nice shot." She said shrugging her shoulders up than down. It wasn't like she wanted to leave, she'd be rather bored if she was. She relaxed herself, she wasn't going to attack him. Lova never attacked another wolf unless she was severely provoked. Plus she was not a fan of looking forward to the permanent marks that would splay across her body. The tough Russian girl thought she could do without them. Setting her muzzle against the floor she pulled her pink salmon tongue over her snout. She lived her life the way she lived it, and she found the way that others lived interesting. The different stories and personalities that she collected data on made it easier to deceive others. Though right now, Lova was Lova, and no other personality was being shown across her. She was simply sincerely, wanting to get to know him a bit. After all, she couldn't just make this a wasteful encounter. "From your attitude, does this mean you've always been alone? I know how hard it is to survive on your own so." She shrugged. Trying to make conversation was simple for her. Socializing was something she enjoyed to do. Lova tilted her head and gave a smile. Go off an hunt, that was a bit of a laugh to her. She was in no mood to hunt and she knew the male was probably just trying to get rid of her. He wouldn't though, not just yet at that. He could decide for himself later weather she was worth sticking around or not. Lova was not a pusher, she just wanted to live the way she wanted to, without pressing her idea's onto others. This world was for the strong, and the first rule was to respect others who were strong as well. Otherwise, they would no exist in this world. Speech, |