Mixing Business and Pleasure

Ruga had put up a good fight, but the stunning blow Sitka had dealt to him must have been enough to knock the brute out of the fight, because for as much struggle as he gave, Sitka was easily able to twist with his weight while grappling Ruha to throw the red wolf to his back. He watched Ruga hit the ground hard, but before he could move in to complete the pin or press his attack, the svelte form of Lorikeet sashayed into their arena and slid between them. Her little attentions to Ruga didn't go unnoticed by the man, but he couldn't feel too jealous, not when she tapped his paw and complimented his moves. Shooting her a crooked grin with electric in his steel blue eyes, Sitka chuckled between heavy breaths as he came down from the adrenaline high of the fight. He'd won this time.

"Oh, you noticed that? That was nothing," he remarked with his usual bravado, happy to play coy along with her. He shifted to brush his chest back against hers, broad muscles pressing to the distinctly feminine shape of her breast. She wasn't much shorter than he was, but she was just enough that he had to tip his nose down a smidge to hold her dazzling sun and moon eyes. "Sitka Thánatos. And the lady's name...?" He dipped his head in greeting to the stunning she-wolf while he introduced himself properly, wondering what lyric of a name such a treasure would have to go along with her. "Now, I believe there was some mention of a kiss... all tongue?" As much as Sitka enjoyed reveling in the taste of victory—and soon enough, the taste of Keetie too—his eyes did shift briefly to check on Ruga, making sure his friend was okay and he hadn't hurt him in their fight.

"Sitka Thánatos"