I will. Lay me down.

The man's sights would focus on the vermilion bulk that bounded toward him, the woman's stride eager and loud as they hit the root covered ground. An unwitting smile would stretch across his maws, tightening the scars that littered his facade. Realizing that her moment was not slowing upon their closed distance, he would roll leftward as their bodies collided, a throaty chuckle roaring from his chest as he slithered beneath the woman and caught her throat gently with his jowls. He would release her immediately, somewhat alarmed by the nature of his immediate reaction, and instead tug at her scruff, settling his teeth upon the loose skin about the right side of her neck before releasing her completely and laying back, crown against the sod with his chin and chest facing skyward. I submit my Sol, have mercy. his deep voice would rumble forth, punched with a great amount of sarcasm as he smiled toothily beneath her.



He was not surprised to find that her innate ability to strip away his stoic affect was still effective. It was quite outside of his nature to be so playful but Jupiter ignited his more jovial attributes. He would slither carelessly from beneath the woman, his rib cage and rump pressing into her left forelimb as he escaped in a half-hearted attempt to trip her. Upon achieving his freedom he would shake his pelt and sit again before the sol, another chuckle bursting forth before he spoke again. Hello, Jupiter.