It was hard not to get sucked into the happy attitude that the other boy gave. It was contagious, and Heath felt the pull. Yeah, I do. though as soon as the words passed his lips it felt false. Well, my brother is a hard ass sometimes. But I deal. the words were cut short, as Haven wasn’t finished. Not at all.
Changed again, Heath couldn't help but smile at his response. It was the first real emotion that he could feel coming from the other wolf, well an emotion other then excitement and giddy happiness. Ear stood strait, and the hybrid felt the curl of his smile deepen. Its alright, if you’re a momma’s boy. Heath couldn’t imagine anything worse that being the mother’s favorite, the sensitive, cuddled one that never got down and dirty or was whiling to get scarred up. Heath was the dirty child, the one that got a cut, licked the blood off and asked for another.