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Alastor <3



Manea

Elysium
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Expert Fighter (204)

Master Hunter (260)

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age
7 Years
gender
Female
gems
91
size
Dire wolf
build
Light
posts
608
player
Shelby

Samhain 2022Statue 2 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 3Ooh La LaPride - Bisexual
12-08-2021, 06:13 PM

Manea loved the sound of Alastor's laugh. She loved his grin and the way he bantered and teased with her as he wrapped a strong foreleg around her slim frame and pulled her closer as he spoke with a growl to his deep voice. Truly she loved every little thing about him and his fur mysteriously being swept away by some strange thing given to him by an even more strange mysterious figure wasn't going to change that. If anything she just appreciated how well he could roll with even the most unusual punches and not let some prideful part of him get in the way of letting her adore him. She wasn't sure if she could have as easily brushed off something like this if the roles were reversed, but she was certain that Alastor would have made her still feel just as beautiful if that was the case.

She shifted how she was laying with him with his foreleg wrapped around her back so that she was on her side with her chest pressed to his, a grin pulling across her lips as she slipped her lithe forelegs around the back of his neck. "Well, it certainly proves why you're able to throw me around the way you do," she replied when he asked how it was to get to see all his muscles that he had been hiding. "Maybe I should be thanking this firefly creature for giving me the opportunity to see every single part of you," she teased in return, her paws tracing across his upper back and shoulders, her muzzle brushing across his cheek and her lips lightly trailing across the curve of his neck. The way he had reacted to even little touches before hadn't slipped by her and she was going to take full advantage of the extra sensitivity his furless skin seemed to have.

Her chest and stomach pressed to his, her soft fur brushing against his toned body. "I will have to be more careful with these though I suppose," she commented with a smirk, extending her claws enough to gently drag them across his skin along his shoulders, following the curve of them around the base of his neck to his chest. "No fur to grip onto any more. My claws would just be digging right into skin." A sly grin pulled across her lips and she lifted her muzzle to give his chin a teasing lick as she added, "Although, that does sound like something you might enjoy."

"Manea Mendacium"