Dragoncrest Cliffs you and i, we still have a while left

If he looked straight in her eyes, he'd fuck her. Swear on his mother's grave, he'd do it right here and now. Temptress. (As if he wasn't partially to blame.) Verx stared resolutely ahead, rolling his shoulders idly in contemplation of her question.

Eat. . .eat. . .what did he want to eat. . .what did he actually want to eat? Food-wise?

Anything, really, the brute said, noncommittal. Anything that's got meat. Whatever we stumble upon first. Without warning, he began to pad away, his long, powerful strides carrying him quickly from the tree they'd slept in. Slept together in. Well, sort of.

God, he was an asshole.