such a haunting melody

His body was nearly vibrating with anxiety and content, the two taking turns in confusing his mind. He was coming down from his high slowly, and it could clearly be seen in his actions. His toes curled and uncurled, his tail twitching impatiently. He was relieved when she seated, and he too took a seat. But only a second later, he would stand again when her sweet voice licked so closely to his ears. A slight smirk would lift his cheek, the thought amusing him of other's not liking him because a lack of speaking the common tongue. He wished that were his only problem. His voice laced with the presence of a half-hearted chuckle, the words fell with some difficulty of pronunciation. Wolves around here already do not take kindly to me. My... family tastes do not appease them. His smirked transformed into a more wicked grin at his own little joke. He may be none too pleased at the outcome it had brought,  but there was not a moment when he regretted it.