Blackfeather Woods New blood

Macbeth had to admit he was a little shocked. First Venus was being quite soft with him, then all of a sudden she was growling orders at him and calling him a drip. With a frown he got back up to his paws and started to walk around muttering under his breath. "Bloody drip, I'm not a sodding drip." He stopped his pacing at the mention of his current condition. "Wait, what?! Die?! I'm going to die?! That escalated quickly, I don't want to die." The pair ignored him, or simply didn't hear him and carried on with their conversation regardless.

The newcomer who had yet to introduce themselves, yet seemed to be mated to Venus, offered to keep him warm too. Well that totally made up for the rude remarks, these two were mates, but they both wanted to lie with him. His heart started to pound like a jack hammer, not one but two lovely females wanted his companionship, well sort of. "So, you two are mates then?" He paused for one of the to answer. "And you both wanna lie with me and keep me warm? I must say, this is excellent service here ladies!"