Watch out there!

The entirety of Flare's attention was on the red toned wolf now. His gaze shifted across her strange, luminescent glow. He caught the subtle flick of pattern beneath her eyes, and the curve of her great horns. As elegant as the curve of a bared throat. Tall, but not too tall. With the sleekness to her form natural to the female body.

Name your desire. Such dangerous, foolish words. He approached her. Moving slow and steady, a hunter stalking his prey. “And if my price was to have you in any way I desired for a night?” He whispered, moving into her personal space. He leaned his maw close to her throat. “If my desire was to keep you, for as long as I wanted? What would you say then, a wolf who promises so easily?” He whispered, moving to touch his teeth to her throat, if she did not move to avoid him.


"Speech"