Redd’s starry eyes watched as a blush rose to her face as he spoke, but he did not expect the answer she gave in terms of men in her life ”Just my brother, and he’s dead. He’s the only boy I’ve ever really known.” His eyes changed to more of a somber expression, looking as if he was sympathizing with her. Part of him was, but also part of him did not care much for other males. Additionally, there was surprise in him because of that she had no courters. She would have been swooped up fast in Tarben, after all, Beartooth had to even hold a claiming session. Just as he was about to speak, Willow spoke again. ”You are really red. I…I love your scales.” A smile plastered onto his mainly white face, a small, nervous laugh accompanying it, his blackened ears folding backward. Well, this was a first. Getting a compliment on his appearance. ”No filter huh? I appreciate it, thank you.” He spoke, teasing on the first part. Moments of silence went by, his starry eyes watching her and her movements. Before he could stop her, she prodded at the soulmate tie between them both, which caused Redd to yelp, jumping back, the various greys, browns, and reds in his fur rising. His eyes were wide open with surprise, looking rapidly between the tie on his chest and its connection to her. He knew he did not like that feeling at all. It reached past his rock solid walls he had put around his heart, and it ached. He caught onto her words asking what they should do about the tie, her words trailing off. When he partially recomposed himself, he stepped back to where he was before. ”Please don’t do that again, Willow.” He spoke, his words kind of breathy as he was still flustered by the feelings that coursed their way through him and his veins. ”I can’t handle it.” Actions & Words.
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