Whose bed have your boots been under?

*Epiphron* · (This post was last modified: 03-12-2013, 07:03 PM by Epiphron.)

Somehow, despite her more animalistic urges (ones she had never really experienced until this very moment), she was still able to maintain composure. That wasn't to say it wasn't a struggle, but in all fairness he was damn cute, and charming as hell. He wasn't overly cocky, but had enough pride to keep her consistently interested and unsure of what would come out of his mouth next. If he'd been some shy, unsure creature, Epiphron knew she wouldn't be quite so interestued. It was funny how they both seemed to be naturals at this, when for Epiphron, this was as new as an experience as the she-wolf could get. Apparently being an adult, which she just barely was, got her quite different attention than she'd recieved as a pup. She never thought she'd enjoy it quite so much.

The female wallowed in the attention unabashedly, wondering how Chrysanthe would view the situation. Perhaps she was being a bit too forward in her interest in Maverick -- but either way, her sister wasn't here, and if she found herself regretting the way she acted, she wouldn't be forced to face Maverick ever again, in all likelihood. But in reality, she was clearly enjoying his company, the little teasing that they both participated in so gladly. She let his compliments wash over her, the smile never threatening to disappear from her delicate lips. But she did feel herself settling down a bit, though that excitement that bubbled inside her never left. It wouldn't hurt her cause to pull away from him slightly, allowing a gap of nearly a foot to settle between them. It would likely on make him want to be even closer to her.

Maverick spoke about how his mother would be the upset one; Epiphron had no idea how her mother would react to much of anything. She'd died when she was so young. "Perhaps it'd be best to not tell her you fell off a cliff, and almost died, until the most beautiful wolf in all of Alacritis found you and saved you." He would've been perfectly fine without her help, but she could still tease him about falling.

"So you said your parents were the King and Queen; does that mean I'm talking to a future King?" It made their meeting all the more exciting to know she might be talking to someone who could be considered royalty. If he was the heir to the pack -- and she had a one in three chance at this, since Maverick had said he had another brother and sister -- surely the cute boy would be saught after by at least one Seracia wolf. It was a much easier way to gain power, by marrying into the family rather than fighting for the rank. Ah, the benefits of being a woman in some packs.

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