Adonis had never been disrespectful a day in his life. His mother had raised him better, and then followed his years of militant pack life. The man was a hardened fighter, but he knew how to be respectful to a lady. Now, he thought this thunderstorm would have been his only surprise tonight, but the sudden appearance of the other wolf in the small den, certainly capped the storm. Taking a deep breath, he realized she was female and he relaxed his body slightly.
Inclining his head, in a polite gesture, he spoke in between the storms performance. ?Evening, miss, I hope I?m not intruding on your den. I didn?t scent anyone, but I?m not an infallible wolf. Assuming I?m right, miss, and we jumped in here at the same time, I?m alright with sharing until the storm passes if you are.? He would push the female, and he knew that tight spaces could often lead to aggressive conflict, but he kept his tones warm and friendly, in efforts to dissuade such a reaction.
He could see much of her, but when the lightning illuminated the den he could tell she was a darker color. Though he couldn?t guess an exact hue, due to her wet fur, he could see that much. The light revealed her eyes to be a blue color, and they didn?t make her seem overly threatening, though his years in combat had warned him to be wary of any soul.
?M?names Adonis, ma?am.? He said formally, as a way of introduction.