The scent of a woman in heat was not something that could be ignored. It was a sweet aroma, so tantalizing and delightful, and with ease Kapras?us would begin to navigate towards the source of the smell. It was not at all difficult to follow, carried lightly downstream by the gentle breeze, drawing the male to her like a moth to a flame. Though he was certainly not a simple man, there was one thing he could not ignore -- the beauty of a woman (or of a man, for that matter) -- as hard as he tried. To him, the world was brimming with pleasure and joy, and there was no use to deny himself such things. TO deny pleasure would be to deny the gods, and there was nothing more terrible than being ungrateful for the things they offered him.
His vibrant green gaze followed the river, briefly trailing against the flow of the water as he dared step into the shallows. He watched a fish lazily float past, letting his paw dart out to swipe at it. A laugh escaped his parted jaws. If only Jaeger was here! It had been so long since they had sacrificed for the gods and he could not help but worry that they would grow wrathful if they did not receive something soon.
But his attention would drift from such thoughts as the sight of a female indeed came into view. A pale tan thing, with darker markings on her face; quite lean and not at all old. The possibility of company was exciting to him, and the man's tail began to lash out behind him, whipping from left to right in an even motion. "A woman must be careful!" he called out with glee, his voice thick with a strange northern accent. "It is unwise to be alone in such a state. Have you never met a man before?" He warned her, approaching somewhat quickly, eyes sparkling.
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