[AW] Sam's Town

He smiled at her as she approached and tipped his head cordially in greeting. “No one in particular, no.” He said, his voice a low rumble like a distant thunderstorm. “I’ve only recently come to this place, so far you’re the first wolf I’ve seen.” He looked her over briefly and felt a visceral lust rush through him before it quickly faded away. She was quite beautiful, and carried herself with an authority he recognized as being dominant, he kept his head at the neutral length of his body, not submissive but not daring to stand over her and claim dominance. Females with power were unfamiliar to him, but the faes of Clout Rube’s army were preferred to be strong, to breed strong pups. This female however, despite her obvious confidence and authority lacked the bulk and thick legs indicative of what was considered strong in the mad king’s army. She was slight and lean, looking more like a fox or a deer than the hulking wolves of his home. “More like Cricket?” He thought to himself, and while the comparison stung it was in fact accurate. “Would you be so kind as to tell me where I am?”  He asked, his eyes never quite meeting hers for more than an instant.

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