It was an odd feeling to want yo be so close to another being. Dual sapphires remain on her pretty mottled form, appreciating both the ferocity and delicacy of her sculpted frame. As she turns, he sees the subtle mannerisms that hint toward suspicion. They quickly turn to inspection as she rounds his large frame. Golden crown tilts as she takes her seat before him, sapphire eyes flaming in interest about her as well.
Silver lace reveals itself as the behemoth rises to circle what he can only assume is his soul match. When he was young, his father informed him to be wary of this wench who would steal his very soul. This female seemed more nervous than actually dangerous, but he still needed caution. Confidence and ego flow over his musculature as he makes his own inspection.
She was equal in measure, perhaps a bit younger than himself, but no matter. Seemed to be suitable and sound, silent -a definite plus. His sisters could drive a wolf to madness with their incessant jabber. Satisfied with her, he moves in front of her once more.
Taking the liberty of her seated position if he could, Asterion sniffs in her ruff and bumps at her with his chest. His tail stands straight up and assuming she has risen from her seated position, he will back from her and send a flurry of empty snaps at her face, followed by a sharp yip.
It is a rare display from one such as himself, a need to put her at ease making him playful rather than aggressive. He knows she can handle herself, but wants to be sure. Raptor would always have his only soft spot, though if she desired another male above him... He could not promise to behave.
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