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Scorch: He briefly flared his nostrils in such a way that one couldn't tell if he was being aggressive or sarcastic, but as he continued on it didn't seem to be of any significant matter. "Curious? Yes, you can be curious if you wish. However, veing curious can be a harmful weakness, if one does not weild it appropriately." He felt as his eyes glinted victoriously when he noticed her warming expression, satesfied that he was getting into a more comfortable "zone" within the female's boundaries. "As to how far they go, are you trying to ask about how large my flames could be?" However, as she continued onwards in her replies, he felt a flicker or irritation spark within his chest, heating up dramatically before dying off within a very brief moment. Dare she just try to expose some "flaw" of him? He, the most perfect being? He felt his lips quiver in a swelling rage, but seeing how his progress was going with this remarkably potential being, he stilled them and refered to one of his previous sentences. "Yes, that may very well be," he began to reply, his voice tense and strained only as he started, for he relaxed himself further with each new word, "but this is the only flaw of mine that I have. It won't be a flaw for long, as I will surely master such a miniscule issue in a matter of time."

Pandora: Suddenly, her lips curved into a thin smile, his tense voice causing the vixen to almost /laugh/. Why? He seemed so full of himself, that irritation only served to amuse her. Watching him, her eyebrow raised, tail flicking. "At least you admit it." She purred, chuckling lowly. "I couldn't imagine you ever admitting your faults."

Scorch: "Of course I admitted it. I'm proud enough about myself to do so, and it's not like it's something you could use against me. Besides, it won't be a flaw for long, as I already said if you were paying attention," he narrowed his eyes, however in a relaxed way, and gave a flick of his ears as he neared the end of his sentence. This female was amusing him, and only continued to prove her potentail, but the way she was subtley pressing any such faults about him ticked him off. "And what of your own? Just a while ago, you claimed you had some, as well." He created a light, coy smile of his own, his eyes glinting with both pride and lust as he added in a small flirt to his previous repsonse. "But you seem to be someone who couldn't have any such things, which makes it so hard to believe."

Pandora: With a flick of her tail, she just chuckled. "Perhaps you would need to stick around to see another flaws within me." At the flirtation her head tilted to the side, eyes hardening. Oh, it did make her nervous, of course, but she was a grown woman. She had a son to care for and a duty as a mother, she shouldn't be falling for such temptations. She didn't respond to his flirtation, only flicked her ear once. And then a piercing scream alerted her, her head raising rapidly. "Apollo!" He must be having another night terror! Quickly, she vanished, however if Scorch merely followed the sound of hurried feet he'd easily find the house she was heading for.

Scorch: Her positive reactions helped to reinforce his already positive attitude towards wooing her and gaining her trust. He smiled once more when she warmly returned a flirt to one of his own. He purred, which coming from his throat could possibly be mistaken for a growl, "Perhaps I just may. You're enticing enough; I may just have to take you up on your offer." However, he gave a brief flick of disapproval of his tail when she did not return a flirt or a comment towards his lastest flirt, and the happier glint in his eyes began to darken. Yet it was not as surprising as what followed next, when he heard a scream pierce the serenity of the night that shrouded them both. Now, now, who could this be? It certantly belonged to someone of which the shadowy female knew, and cared enough to run after. Ah, yes, she did know the owner, for she was more than willing to wail its name. But who was this "Apollo"? A friend, a sibling? A lover? But as she ran off, he sat still as a stone, his smile stretching wider and wider. "Ah, can't stand it any more, darling? Already ready for me to bed you? I know it may be exciting to be active with a god, someone as flawless as me, but please try to contain yourself!" He chuckled sarcastically, slowly rising on his haunches before trotting off in her direction. If this actually was her lover, perhaps he could paint his claws tonight after all. Or at least get a little bit further into her mind by seeing what kind of lifestyle she led.

Pandora: She didn't hear his sarcastic quip, to busy with her mind racing over the possible scenarios. Her son could be having a night terror... or he could be dead. She should have raised him in that abandoned hospital, at least no one would ever touch him. The ghosts there were harmless. Yet, once she reached the house, flung the door open and leaving it ajar, and raced up the stairs she found a clearly alive Apollo. He was on the ground, curled into himself, his tiny little claws clawing into the flesh of his arms. When his mother entered he looked up, usually glaring eyes widen with fear and tears. It didn't take long for Pandora to sweep him into her arms and being to coo sweet, fond words at the normally rebellious boy, her paws massaging the back of his spine. "Shhh baby. Shhh. I'm here. No more of that, okay? Shhh."

Scorch: Because of his larger than average frame, although he traveled at a trot, he reached her distination not too long after she had. He was more than prepared for company and a surprise, but he was not expecting such a surprise as this. The next surpirse he faced hit him with both a negative and positive shine; a small kit being warming attended to by her. She had already had offspring? But this was such a poorly constructed kit; it obviously didn't have her genes. But if it did? Then, either way, it appeared that she was already willing to raise children on her lonesome. This, he discovered, was a flaw of hers. Both of having responsibilities to something other than herself, and to have a heart warm with genuine and caring attitudes, rather than firey rage and drive. It was also rather unsafe on her part to allow him to follow her without even attempting to turn him away; now, if he so chose, he could kill this kit that she was obviously trying so hard to protect from the world. However, harming the kit didn't amuse him at the time, and he was going to choose to leave it be. Although he could tell that this kit was not hers, feeling that its aura did not even share a sliver of likeness to her own body's, he playfully stated, "Ah, I wasn't aware that you had a mate. And I was just getting warmed up to you~"

Pandora: When her head raised she blinked at the man, her tail wrapping around Apollo, just in case. "I've never had a mate." She responded with, lowly. "He's adopted, though he is my most beloved person in this world. Ever." Her voice seemed slightly aggressive, as if warning the male if he so much as harmed a hair on the boy. Apollo looked up, his teary eyes suddenly becoming violent, protective, and hateful, glaring at the man until Pandora turned her attention back to him, looking up at his mother with large eyes. "I didn't mean to ditch you. I wanted to get to him. He has night terrors often."

Scorch: There it was, just as he expected when he could tell that this kit was not of her flesh. Her genes, like his own, when blended with even the lowest that there could be would still hold superior, although still not up to par as himself or herself. His lips as well as his eyes smiled playfully in amusement with both of their aggressive-coated reactions towards his presence, but in responce he delicately licked his lips. "It is assuring to see such a strong...attatchment to this young one." He glanced down at the kit hungrily, adding on in a more firm tone, "You have no need to worry about his safety, for if I wished to harm him, it would have been done by now." For only the briefest moment, the flames in his eyes and on his horns flickered brighter with the very thought of his inner aggression, but he honestly had no desire to harm the young one, just as he had stated. "Ditch me? No worries, I never mentioned such a thing, did I? If you have responcibilities to tend to, it is only proper for you to get them taken care of."

Pandora: With a brief sigh of relief, she felt Apollo squirm his way free, his eyes narrowing when they locked onto Scorch. "I dislike this man." He stated firmly, rubbing his eyes free of tears. He turned to look at his mother, who blinked at him, and sighed in annoyance before flopping to bed, curling tightly against the covers. Pandora fondly watched him, sighing gently, and turned to Scorch. "I don't see why a mother shouldn't care for their children." She paused, smiling just a little. "Good. Perhaps...." She was falling for this, wasn't she? "Would you like something to eat?"

Scorch: If the kit wasn't so special to this female, and if Scorch even had an ounce more of agitation already stored within him, that kit would be under his claws begging for its life right about now for the disrespectful attitude it just showed him. Instead, he let his eyes flicker with fury before he shut them tightly, trying to extinguish their flames. Once he brought himself out of Scorch's way, though, he immediately composed himself and brought his bristling fur flat against his skin once more. He even listened to what the female had to say in addition before he repsonded, flashing a smile as if he had already let his fury go, "Yes, it is a good thing for a responcible parent to care for its child." This was promising news for him, if his plan worked, for even if a possible mate with as much potential as her had poor parenting skills, he would possibly have to reconsider. "To eat? No, I am fine. I had already eaten before I met you." He flicked an ear, unsure of how to continue this conversation onward..

Pandora: With a firm nod, she smiled at the male, brushing her paws off. Exiting Apollo's room, she turned the lights on in the hallway, her form easier to see.... slightly. Turning her head back to Scorch, she offered yet another smile. It seemed currently he was in her favor. "It was a pleasure meeting you." Was she dismissing him? No. She wasn't sure what else to say, and it was fairly late, she was sure he'd have things to attend to at home.