The light cough would pull Allen from his moment of enchantment, dark eyes shifting to the ebony femme who stood not too far from him. The calico male would dip his head, a look of respect within his gaze and a soft smile gracing his features. ?Good evening, miss.? His tones would come out polite, nothing but kindness within. Head would lift once more, becoming level as he took a moment to look the she-wolf over. Was there a trace of a smile? Or were the shadows here playing tricks on him? Allen would lean into the possibility that it was indeed, and continued to speak in his gentle tone to her. He did not seek violence after all.
?It is a lovely night, for winter, and these woods have a charming beauty, don?t you think? The kind of place children would dream of.? He was completely at ease, relaxed as he spoke to this stranger. His spirit felt light and at ease, his smile brightening a bit more. Perhaps his night here might be spent in a bit of company? He certainly wouldn?t mind it. There was enough stress in this world... A night, one that could be carefree and light, would surely ease the mind of any involved.
