Sea Lion Shores horse to water

I'm gonna fade here and archive. We can have an updated one if you'd like.

Of course, Smokestep had offered grand tours to almost each one of his crew members, but she didn't need to know such things. All she needed to think was that she was getting treated just right by the big man in charge and she would be smitten. Of course, these were all the things that a yearling would imagine if he thought as highly of himself as Smokestep did. “O' course just the pretty young sea wenches,” he assured her with a grin and a sweeping of his tail. At that rate, the salty hound thought that he would be getting laid without fail. He could have only imagined that she was eating out of his hand, but he was almost addicted to the emotion. The young wolf's eyes had fallen on many a pretty young woman, but he had only intimately been with a small handful at his age. The more, the merrier.