Always she acted for like a lady than a lupine. Just because she was an animal didn't mean she had to act like such a thing. At least, that was how she was taught. It was so much easier for her as a child to act as a pup, allowing her primal instincts to take over and lead her in the direction she needed to go, but she was taught that acting in such a way was uncalled for. While everyone else seemed to be able to control their primal actions, she was unable to, the fear that her going feral at any moment resided in her pack to treat her in such an inhumane way. Pack law was very easy for her to understand. Everything she did was wrong. Eating her steak without silverware was an obvious sign that she was not being herself, and yet, the need to eat quickly before her meal was forcefully taken away was a habit. Even when her pack felt it was time to feed her the scraps, she had to be quick, because they would always try to take it away. These basic needs and actions she understood, but his strutting she did not. All she knew was that he was walking, sure of himself, but in such an odd manner that she wasn't sure how to react, but simply just watch and wait. While her deranged companion continued to strut as if he were the king of the world she couldn't help, but reflect on his comment for her. It was natural for a girl, especially in her case, to overthink his kind compliment and see it as his way of saying she was okay, but not worthy enough in appearance for approval. Nimble fingers continued to stroke and entwine within those luscious curls, the soft glow of the candles washing her pale face with a warm healthy glow.

Shyly when her eyes searched for his own as she spoke about his walk and reason behind it, she flinched in her chair at his barked reply. She did not mean to anger him. Being around him she understood that his mood would swing unexpectedly, resulting from the slightest change or act. Tobi was so very different from anyone else she had known. One minute he would be in a terrible mood and the next he would be happy as a calm, all the troubles before just completely forgotten. She could not explain it. Could not understand it, but she knew that with his ever changing emotions she would have to react appropriately. Fingers would quickly unravel from her golden brown curls and she would place her hands in her lap. He seemed so very happy as he cavorted around, but for all she knew he could be so very pissed off. Listening quietly as his garbled words slipped out. Never before had any male ever showed some sort of interest in her. That his particular style of walking was meant to attract her attention was something she did not even think of. No male had fancied her in such a way. Her eyes remained locked on his scowling face, as the thunder roared and the rain continued to slam itself the building, a worried gaze began to form at this question. Indeed he seemed upset, but he also looked a but nervous. Raven felt awful that she had made her comment about his stance, by no means did she wish to put a dent in his pride, her mind racing as she tried to desperately understand his reasoning or purpose as to why she needed to watch him. Wanting to fix this quickly, a small smile was flashed his way, her words very soft and gentle.

"I do like your walking...it is good, but why do you want me to like it?"

Concerned twin pools of blue and grey caught onto the way his fingers knotted together, mimicking her own movements from before, a painful throb in her stomach appeared as she watched his insecurity start to reveal itself. She did not mean to make him like this. Knowing far too well what it was like to be insecure, something she felt on daily basis. Lithe frame would suddenly go rigid and still when the boy moved with such a purpose towards the chair and moved it to place himself right beside her. His close proximity was far closer than usual, but not just when seating, but in all their time together. True they slept together, but they always had some space in-between them, his close proximity still so very comforting. In the field where they chased the fireflies he had kissed her three times. In her own bedroom he had straddled her in order to exert his dominance as he believed she joined his pack, when really, she hadn't confirmed such a thing. Her head tilted to the side, her golden brown curls cascading down her shoulders as he continues to sit so very very close. His nearness brought out the bashfulness part of her out, that coy smile of his causing the girl to barely move an inch forward with interest. Her head would turn to the side, wishing to avert her eyes on him, tilting her head down as if to allow those soft curls to cover up the damaged side of her face. Though she would speak softly, her head turned back to him, as her head tilted upwards coyly as her nimble fingers pulled back those curtain of luscious curls to reveal her bright eyes.

"Hello"

She remained sitting on the chair, not moving away from him or flinching, she was slowly growing use to his presence. His brief touches when they walked, when they touched one another when they played one of his childish games, it was all teaching her to accept him. Always he would brush his form, human or feline, against her own in such a way to spread his scent on her, something she subconsciously understood and recognized. Gradually, she began to mimic this gesture, always brushing her arm or shoulder against his well-toned frame in either fur or skin form. Accepting his touch in that way, allowing his scent to stick with her, partly because she liked the idea from his previous comment long ago I like it...when you...smell like me. All my things...smell like me. Without him around she had grown lost, pulling out the toy leopard figure he had given her one night and clinging to it when she was alone. She craved his presence, missed it dearly, and she needed to have his scent on her, if only to feel a small bit if comfort. Not all the time did he spend the night with her, he had a pack to get to, and she would feel awful if she stood in his way- even though she was welcomed to join his pack. Nodding her head a grin flashed his way as she praised his actions from earlier.

"You did say hello very nicely, very good...and thank you...for letting me have the steak."

Long shadows were casted along the walls of the kitchen from the candles that sat on the table. Its dim light casting dark lines along their faces. The golden red flames, that matched the color of flames on her skin, seemed to highlight the soft golden specks within his dark gaze. Her upper torso would turn in his direction now, her arm briefly pressing into his. It would seem she was not bothered by this harmless touch. The bright flash of lightning brought with it a terrible roaring thunder after it causing the warehouse to shake. Though after that scene she would look to the boy, speaking brightly, quite happy he was here with her tonight.

"So, what would you like to do tonight since it is raining? Do you want to play hide and seek, or the slapping game...I am all yours tonight, I'll be staying here."

I'd Rather Feel Pain Then Nothing At All

Raven