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She was daring, a bold and brazen temptress who threatened to envelop him with her fire and innate passion for life - or perhaps for him. She seemed taken with him, though not in the manner of a woman of innocence, but rather in a somewhat prostitutional manner that brought a rugged simper to his lips, his eyes roving over her lanky body as she approached, all confidence and entirely without subtleties. "A soldier now, am I?" Stranger hummed, the droll purr one of idle amusement, for he certainly did not play the part. Long and leggy, he was built more to run than to fight, and with little brawn on top of his light sinew, the male was not a particularly frightening figure. Her close proximity tempted him, his muzzle arching forth as he sought to snake his snout across her nape and under her throat whilst his ruddy body rose, his chest boldly seeking to bump into her shoulder, only too eager to slip into her wanton tango.