The younger man had exchanged a polite greeting, yet there was nervousness in the way he had said it. Did the man perhaps take a fancy to the cat-rescuing girl? Oh, why else could Dusk hear the anxiousness in the other man's voice? Well, for one, Dusk isn't a womanizing type and he already has a very close friend. So he would leave the younger man to charm Zlata's heart, how admiring it all seemed. But he mustn't get too ahead of himself, he must reply to the other man's question. Who are you? Well of course he could answer that. With a faint smile in his warm and playful look he spoke.
"I am Dusk of the Southern Oaks," Perhaps that was a bit of a mouthful with his name, so he corrected himself for the others' benefit."...or Dusk Oaks for short."
He felt a rush of relief come past him. He didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of two polite looking wolves...and the cat. Knowing he wasn't interrupting much, just names and the such, he would perhaps ask to sit with the two. Three. But there was enough space for the three creatures, he would just make it worse. Yet these creatures appeared friendly and some heroic, why would he ignore the chance for new friends? With the faint sunlight tickling him, he would ask in a polite, kind, not-pleading tone.
"May I join you?" He asked in a curious tone. But he didn't want to sound as if he was demanding a place, so he quickly added. "Only if you don't mind."
In some way he felt pushy and interfering. But he knew he wasn't. He would just have to wait for a reply. He could hardly wait to meet these creatures. Friendship was what sparked the man dearly...and well he was sort of lonely. But he wouldn't let the depressed and solitary Dusk show, he would show his enthusiastic and funny side to his personality.
"Speech"
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