M. Who are you judging anyway?
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Word Count :: 447 Ahaha :') But he's so innocent!

At the mention of nimble fingers he shrugged his shoulders; hunting to him was an essential skill and he didn't particularly see himself as the best or most talented at it, considering it was such a common task anyone could learn to do given time. Admittedly it had taken him longer then it probably would of others to be able to reach the skill level he was at, considering he wasn't the most attentive student out there. Once more the fact that the male's words were a compliment and not the norm were overlooked, the moon streaked lad simply putting it down as the males own way of speaking rather then an attempt at flirting with him.

When the fox pelted male spoke his name it finally clicked with the Nishant; it surprised him he hadn't recalled the others name right off the bat, considering it wasn't exceptionally exotic or hard to remember. The fact that he'd forgotten such an easily remembered name just added to his unease and embarrassment, the pale male wanting to hide away and never have to speak to the other again to avoid dealing with the mass of embarrassment he seemed to keep quickly racking up in the company of the other. Dipping his head slightly he relaxed his stance and smiled a fraction, still unsure how to quite deal with the strange male, but at least it was apparent the other meant him no harm and as such the lad decided not to sulk over the matter of being caught off guard.

Just as he mentally worked through things a little, the red male bowed in an extravagant welcome, soft ears tickling across his abdomen briefly before the other straightened, the lad instinctively taking a step back to create space between himself and the other, arms unconsciously wrapping around himself where the red male had touched him a thoughtful frown sitting upon his face.

“But why, that makes no sense” he responded, still confused as to why someone from another pack would seek him out for the simple reason of getting to know him better. “I don't mind, though. I guess nice to meet you again?” once more he hesitantly smiled, confused as heck as to the others purpose but generally feeling as if no harm was meant towards him. “If... If you want you can come back to my cabin? Got food and stuff there, beats standing around and chatting along the borders at least and you've travelled awhile...” he drifted off to the end, wondering if his offer was really appropriate or if the red male would even accept his honest attempt to be a good host of sorts.

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