Kyelle's lips twitched upwards toward a smile. "Because they are males. Any chance to preen and show themselves better, stronger than their brothers… it's their life's air," she said dryly. "Surely you be aware of ample of guys to see this?"
Diane snorted, however didn't take her eyes off of Tryson , her coronary heart pounding as he turned slowly to stand, arms folded—a symbol, he'd informed her, that he would no longer interfere.
Their eyes locked for a second and his voice bloomed in her head. "Your turn," he stated gently, his lips pulling up on one side. "Have fun."
She snorted and shook her head as the adult males scrambled toward her en-masse.
For a moment she thinking they may be going to repeat the crowd of the different night, circle her. Her heart raced faster, but not with
