Define Your Meaning Of Fun
01-20-2018, 06:03 PM
Leviathan would just sit and disgustingly admire the terrain, that was until an unusual caught his eye. Damn was she something, almost unlike anything he had seen. Sure Sam had his own strange touch, but this girl was something else. She would walk past him from a distance as he just eyed her up and watched as she went to a large structure but wouldn't go in just yet. So he would rise to his paws and start to approach her. Coming in close he would catch the smells of many earths, realizing that she was that of a healer and devised his own little scenario with every step he took. He wouldn't even hesitate as he could meet the scent of the woman, a little older than he, but that was no matter. He would only stop to look at her and just admire the scene that not even the location seemed to satisfy. He wanted her, if anything as a collectible. "Excuse me, ma'am." His voice boomed as it always did, never able to expect a calming and luring tone. Even as he tried to act nice with that all-so-sly grin raising his cheeks, it was very hard to see him as a good man. "I couldn't help but notice, could you help me out? I have a wound on the back of my neck here. Did you think you could do something for it?" |
!Rated R! For Language and Sexual themes. Prone to Violence.
Those who can crash his threads: Mammon Those who can powerplay him: Mammon Alignment: Neutral Evil Season: Spring Status: Mated (Mammon), open for sex but not love Size: 36 inches | Heavy Important Details:         |