Loki smirked as he spotted a splotch of grey amid the area in front of him. Good, someone had heard him. As she approached, he quickly schooled his expression into one of hopeful welcoming, trying to appear as young and innocent as possible. He held his tail low, not between his legs, but just hanging, wagging slightly in another attempt to disarm this strange female.


As she stopped a ways away from him, he fought the smirk that tried to appear yet again.


Oh good, a cautious one, he thought to himself. Even more fun.


He did his best to keep his intent to himself. Putting on the mask of a welcoming, boyish personality was something he was relatively good at. At least, his old pack had believed him for a long while before they finally tired of his antics.


When she said nothing, he took two steps forward, making sure to hesitate before each one. He didn’t want to appear too eager and frighten her off.


“Hello,” he said, his voice soft and, as always, almost seductive in tone. He tried to tone that last part down, but he could never get rid of it completely. It was just how he spoke. “I’m Loki! What are you doing here?”


He tried to appear innocently curious, almost like a pup would. If she fell for it, this could really prove to be amusing…

LOKI
. male . four years . solid black . not mated . not imprinted . no pack .
Kerowyn