[/html]Oak picked up his pace slightly, changing the mood from a leisurely stroll to traveling with a destination in mind. The coyote looking female followed with respect to his position, though Oak was far more casual knowing that she was no threat to the pack and his family. His physic was relaxed, ear and tail bouncing and swaying at each movement of his gait. Though he was unsure about her scent at its very core, the hormonal imbalance that triggered his confusion, Oak was able to ignore it.
How long have you lived in Cour des Miracles? It is a nice territory, though I have only been there once or twice. Oak questioned lightly, anything near pressing far from his tone. He had visited Alder, and remembered how different things were there then in Crimson Dreams.
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