A Divorce Party

She acknowledged his sayings with a few nods of the head. And, well... it was her turn. She didn't seem any more down when she matched his side of the conversation. However it was a far more dreary tale about the loss of her mother during birth and her father falling off a cliff. Nako visibly winced at the imagery that came to mind. Battered and broken, more likely to die from the sudden stop than the injuries sustained during the fall. Somehow Nako thought it was a miracle during his family's stay on the fjord that they didn't lose anyone from a tumble down the cliffs. Nako was glad he was till facing her when she brought her muzzle next to his deaf ear, the right having almost angled itself away.

He stopped when she whispered that she found him interesting. Nako had already conquered two females within a week or so, their memories surfacing. One needed babies, another one just a night together. But Renhett was something else it seemed. What motivated her? Was it as simple as the boredom she spoke of. Nako sat and looked down at her. A third would be nice. Get a thorough feel for all the she wolves that inhabited the land at this rate. "Are... you making a pass on me?" His muzzle would dip, his nose trailing along her cheek as he took in her scent much more closely this time.