Delightfully Dirty

*Valentine* · 04-28-2015, 06:05 PM

The brute had been to the swamp on more than one occasion. He wasn't familiar with it enough to know the habits of the creatures that called it home, but he had a fair idea of what to avoid. The slight quiver to Rhythm's voice brought Valen's head around. Alligators were formidable creatures. Finding them worrisome was an understandable (and wise) reaction. He'd taken one on once with Esti. It had been a scary, adrenaline-laced adventure and one he had absolutely no intention of repeating. "Oh, yeah," he snorted as if the question was a silly one. "Of course. Alligators tremble at the sound of my name." ...did alligators even have ears? "They won't give us any trouble."

With a confident lilt to his step, the brute crossed into the swamp and promptly sunk slightly into the muck. Each step made a slick sucking sound and he intentionally squished it between his toes. That feeling would never get old. Valentine turned back to grin at Rhythm. With feinted concern his smile faded and he stepped closer. "You've got..." He attempted to step closer and point a filthy forepaw at her chest, hoping to hover it scant inches below her chin. "Something right there."

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