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n e v e r w a s a n d n e v e r w i l l be A slow and sensual smirk is slowly caressing the golden boys dark lips. He is aware of her, the little thing that trails him, and he is more than a little amused. His bright, vivid amber gemmed eyes had caught her dark fourm not too far away when he had been trailing Luminous. He had turned away not too soon after the gathering had grown quite large, and the small young one was quick to fall in step behind him. Beside the smirk that played on his features, his expression remained stoic and neutral. Artimus did not give away that he knew she was there, and enjoyed himself in this little game he played. He stayed in her line of sight for awhile longer, before giving her the slip and dashing off into the foliage that he was traveling parallel to. She herself was a shadow within the dark trees- but she was just a young thing where he was an experienced fighter, among other things. He knew how to place his large paws in silence and how to remain out of detection until the last moment- until it was too late. Such was how he now found himself behind the girl that stalked him, that same smirk still plastered against his handsome features. His exotic gaze was focused on her small little black fourm. Only, now that he was up close and personal, he could see now that she was not black, but instead grey. More than one shade of grey at that, and the mask about her features accents her vivid jade irises, which peculiarly fade to black around the edges. She is an exotic little thing, and though young- his eyes still roam over her fourm more than once. Now that he was just behind her, he cleared his throat slightly, his deep tones showing his power and his smirk showing amusement. If she turned to him, he would simply tilt his handsome and chiseled features slightly to the right and lock gazes with her. If she spoke to him, so be it- his ears would hark forward and he would listen attentatively. When the right moment came, he took his pleasure in parting his jaws with his voice. 'Tell me- do you enjoy stalking people?' His tones are deep and masculine, his voice oozing with his raw power and strength, with his confidence and charming act in full swing. He raises his right brow slightly just after, as a slow, warm and sexy chuckle dripped from his golden and creme muzzle. With his large paws still carrying him forward, he slows as he comes just beside her, continuing forward until angling his body to somewhat face her. The golden hue of his coat was brilliant in the occasional ray of sunlight that came within the foliage above them, and his smile was a killer when he glanced her way again. He observed her closer, now, taking in more of her features and taking her to memory. He would remember this odd little girl, whose name he did not know but would find out, and her pretty little face. For surely one so small would one day grow big, and then, perhaps, the real fun could begin. His way of thinking differed from others, but it never hindered him. It pleased him as it was, just as he did exactly what he wanted. And right now, he was interested in this young thing and who she was- and why she was following him, if for any reason at all. Perhaps she liked nice things, and he was indeed the best thing around this place. There were many other wolves- but none compared to him. Perhaps she saw this and it was the root of her actions. Only one way to find out. Leaning closer to her, he lowered his muzzle to her height so that he could look evenly upon her, his amusement and enjoyment still apparent in his smirk and his bright amber gemmed irises. 'Then again.. who wouldn't want to follow me?' Once again, his voice his accompanied with slow and deliberate chuckles- she might find him pompous but that would be her own opinion. She was entitled to it, but that didn't mean it would mean anything to the large male wolf at all. Then again it might mean everything. 'Talks like this.' ⁶ ⁶ ⁶ |