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Haha, nice nice ^^
The black and white female was so excited the moment she caught the scent Aro felt like he had to pick up his feet more. She was quite the excitable one, despite her quiet appearance she gave off. He nearly halted into her when she slowed. His eyes widened in shock for a moment, then he quickly collected himself. He felt slightly embarrassed. She seemed to know how to read really well. He knew some words here and there from attempting to follow his father when he read to them. "Well, I know how to read a little, some words, but not enough. Does Halifax...or even perhaps Conor have books on stars and things like that?" He asked slightly shy as he lifted one arm to nervously scratch the back of his head, eyes averted to not look at her expression fearing she'd think him stupid or something. Why her opinion mattered so much he didn't know, but it did.
Looking back to the red eyes girl, he looked into those eyes. It seemed they met directly for the first time, the moon's light allowing him to see her more clearly. To him her red eyes looked like gems, beautiful and full of intense life. He let out a smile, "Ha, let's get you home..." He picked up pace a little, as he thought about how nice it could be to spend more time with her...learning to read more quite the bonus. However, it was more the fact it was an excuse to be with her. A smile came over him as he was now beginning something new, something exciting, but almost frightening to him as well. He drew in a deep breath taking note of the pack land scent. He had never been to another pack territory that he could remember, let alone Dahlia. They were friendly right? He remembered something about coyote's and Dahlia...something about them fighting. Were coyote's bad? Was Dahlia bad? Certainly, Dahlia wasn't I mean, how could such a kind female be produced in Dahlia. He was so curious now, so excited.