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05-02-2013, 02:12 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-02-2013, 02:15 PM by Bronze i.)
The calm that had fallen over him seemed unshakable. There was something unmistakably soothing about Loccian's presence; the brute didn't need to feign interest in her, didn't need to hide any emotion... the mere actuality of his existence seemed enough to please her. She made no effort to delve into his mental life, to pry information from his past about him. Being around her was easy and comfortable, and he intended to keep things that way for as long as possible. Her excitement was infectious, and his tail wagged gently behind him in silent appreciation. The woman mentioned that perhaps they could share a den, which brought a very faint smile to his lips. Certainly it was because she was in heat that she was being so flirtatious; she certainly hadn't been so forward the first time they met. While the proposition wasn't an entirely bad one, he wasn't so sure if she would feel the same way in the next few weeks. Or if he would, either. He let a gentle chuckle escape his unhinged jaws, though offered no further indication as to whether he thought that was a good idea or not. He knew all too well the strong effect of hormones on a woman when she was in heat, and had no doubts that once the period ended, she would likely act much differently towards him. Surely the girl was not really attracted to him.. he was twice her age, had sired five children, likely even grandchildren by now. He wasn't overly kind, nor affectionate -- what did he really have to offer? Wanting to make sure she was right, when Loccian stepped back, he slid his head into the opening, noting that it was quite small. Definitely not what he was looking for. He bounced after Loccian as she turned to go, a slight bounce on his step, following alongside her with the same playful air she had. "You wouldn't want to live with me," he retorted gently, though grinned again in jest. "I'm a light sleeper, and tend to snore, or so I'm told." The light expression on the beast's weathered muzzle made him seem much younger, and Loccian's presence contributed to that state of mind greatly. |
