A wide river dominates this section of the forest. Romance is in the air, and wolves of all ages come to search for their mate.
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Posted on August 17, 2014 at 05:42:33 PM by Felan.
This... vixen... was clearly lost in her own mind as he approached her at full speed. The action of grooming her coat had soon ceased and now it appeared she had become lost in her thoughts; her eyes distant and dormant as she gazed upon the sparkling current of the river. This created ample time for Felan to study his new project- she was sturdy and well built for 1) a female and 2) a teen, so clearly she had forced herself through vigorous training regimes. And of course she was a female; a sweet, succulent, curvaceous, beautiful female. And to a young boy just finding his lust- that was all that mattered. His eyes still scanned her form, noting every little detail about her before she moved, breathing in the puff of sand he had kicked over her and his concentration was dashed. A single cough scraped against her throat as her body tried to remove the small particles that had clogged up her respiratory system and soon she had tensed her frame; a clear show of her muscles enticing the young suitor. Then just as quickly as she had allowed volatile movement to jolt her body; muscles protruding from underneath her multi-hued robes, she had relaxed and Felan couldn’t help but release a sigh of irritation as she did so. That little display had been all the more alluring and in truth the male could have gazed upon her tensed body all day. Still he watched her silently as she took in his words- the first words that would tie these two together... forever... before she was up on her feet and shaking the remaining sand from her once perfectly groomed coat. At first she seemed scuppered by his words, almost as if they had fallen on deaf ears- which Felan would have found extremely disappointing and simply left her to wonder who exactly he was. But he was soon to discover that she had simply not known how to react to his somewhat nasty words. After a short silence, that bored the young male beyond belief, a smile tugged at her lips- genuine and polite. Felan’s face, however, remained impassive and somewhat vacant. That was until the maiden spoke and almost immediately his ears straightened to attention and a smile- sultry and slightly wild pulled tight across his lips. He listened intently to her words, even though her seductive accent caused a somewhat dreamy haze to fall over the brute, causing him to miss the subtle action of her appendage being placed in the river. So when a paw-full of water hit him square in the face, Felan could little but gasp in surprise before shaking his head and forcing water droplets to fly from his body. When he had done so his eyes shot open in anger and the contorted look on his features would clearly show his irritation. However when another sound, beautiful and pure, captured his attention his face softened and he gazed once again upon the lass. She had now taken a sitting position in the sand not far from where he stood and in turn Felan sat down too. It was not hard to see her looking at him, in fact she did little to hide it and so once again he took to examining her and then, almost as if a light bulb had gone off in his head, Felan constructed the most perfect plan ever. Ever so slightly he began to change, removing the stoic and angered mask from his face and replacing it with a look of content happiness- as if she was what he had been looking for his whole life. ”I guess we are even, Miss Belle. Though I do have to disagree with you, I don’t think it was a stupid place to stand; because if I didn’t stand there I would not be talking to you now. I’m Felan by the way.” |
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