Loki mentally dismissed all the pack nonsense the female started spouting as she introduced herself. Until it affected him directly, he had no wish to be involved with or hear about the politics and drama and utter RUBBISH that was pack life. He did take note of the female's words concerning this... Canttina, however, as the name sounded important to her. He would be several kinds of fool if he didn't tuck that little tidbit away for future reference...
He flicked his brushy tail, cat-like, as the purple-ish eyes drew closer, but not close enough for him to make out the form in the darkness. A grin played around his muzzle. Bitch was playing hard to get, it seemed. He found himself rather liking the challenge.
"You can call me Loki," he said lazily, deliberately leaving out his surname. Hati would be livid, no doubt, a thought that almost made him squirm with gleeful malice. But enough of Hati. He would much rather focus his attention on this - presumably - lovely little bitch here with him now.
And now to get down to business. He cocked his head to the side, narrowing his acidic green eyes playfully. "And to what do I owe the pleasure of your company, my most mysterious Raven?"
