Sex: MaleThe languid way in which she spoke stirred his curiosity – he hadn’t quite heard such a drawl in his life, and yet it was interesting to him. She withdrew a deep breath – preparing herself to break away from the conversation, no doubt, and when the two had concluded, he almost wondered if her final sentence was an invitation of sorts.
One he was certainly not opposed to.
“Count on it,” he rumbled then, casting her his own lazy grin before giving the she-wolf one final nod. His gaze lingered upon her briefly, as if considering something before he too turned to leave. He was far too stubborn to cast a stolen glance over his shoulder this time, to catch her form before it disappeared from his view, and instead, the dark Tainn gathered his thoughts to seek out Nina and see what she made of the proposed hunt. If the packs were on such good terms then he could only see the benefit of a grand feast for all –but it was certainly not his decision. He would just need to make sure he was there so he could try to coax another conversation out of the Ridge’s daughter – that alone would be worth going.
'cause its home, but it's gone
