spirit of life

Rhythm was suddenly shy as the brown male spelled it out for her. He watched with amusement as her gaze fell away, her thanks causing a soft chuckle to escape his maw. She was so very polite. Nagendra didn’t typically associate with rude individuals, but even out of all the decent wolves he’d met she must have been by far the politest. He chose not to wonder whether it had made things awkward - things got awkward when one thought about it like that, and Nagendra prided himself on being able to make these sorts of comments and advances as openly as he liked without seeming... creepy. And for safety measures, a little bit of flamboyance always made everyone feel better. Silence lingered a moment more before he inhaled softly, his suave smirk still there. ”How long ago did you join? I’ve only been here about two days,” he asked and then offered. She must have joined recently too, seeing as it had been maybe a few weeks since their first encounter. He was glad that fate had somehow crossed their paths again; as he’d noted before, she was a very polite and pleasant individual. He valued that.