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dreamspinners and nightwalkers
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One ear flicked in irritation, her eyes did not meet his. “It’s not like that.” Slay wasn’t the same flirting, floating male he had been. He belonged to her now and Cer had no reason to doubt that if anything he did made her uncomfortable, he would do his best not to do so in the future. Yet she didn’t wish to get into any sort of conversation about her love life with this male. His tone already made her weary of speaking about Slay any further, and their last encounter had boarded too closely to being romantic. Their childish fun and teasing, friendly flirting could have been something else, and Cer did not wish to remind the male of that.
“Why wouldn’t you be wanted here? I’m always glad to have an able bodied male with a sharp mind in our midst.” Cercelee smiled, hoping he would just take the compliment and move along quickly enough. “Besides, what of your sisters? Surely they want you here with them. I’m sure you find your niche here.” And she thought so, he didn’t seem like the type of wolf who wouldn’t fit in. Of course so much depended on one’s individual attitude, and perhaps Dreamspinner revealing her true identity had soured his attitude towards the pack. Or perhaps his relationship with his siblings was not as close as it seemed. Or so many other reasons. Cercelee just hoped he would have no excuse for leaving them.
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