Kintla Flatlands scared to rock the boat

OOC: AW thread


Overhead, the clouds were pregnant with dreariness. Soon, they'd burst open and drown the world in quiet sorrow. When it rained, everyone would go home. He loved it. What more did an old man have to dwell on but the weather and the consistency of his last excrement? Ah, retirement.

Up ahead, two wolves, one heading towards the other, and then speaking. He strained his ears to hear the words and picked up enough to know it didn't concern him, that it was probably smalltalk, and that it was certainly as boring as all getup. He didn't grow to be so old by relishing in the boring things. And what was more exciting than...

"Hey ladies, I got your shelter, right here!", he lifted a leg so the world could see his masculinity. "You, you, and me. Right here, right now. Threesome.". He was confident. He didn't bother to persuade them any further, figuring they wouldn't need it, as they'd surely accept.