Bonesplinter Ravine ScoobyNatural

Gods and deities, legends and myths; they made his heart flutter. His kid-at-heart approach to life made his eyes glint as the thought of endless stories that poured from her leathery lips. He was hooked and attracted, like a moth to a flickering flame. In the meantime he had some of his own stories to share; but he was forced back to reality when she asked about lovers and girlfriends. A thoughtful frown followed as he contemplated an answer.

"NO!" He replied rebelliously, after all who needed a lover? A partner in crime, maybe. But a mate? That sounded like a choice of path for those who wanted to live a dull life. However, he did feel slightly different now that he turned two and breeding season rolled around the corner. Blast those hormones. And he did almost feel a pang of jealousy and his heart that skipped a beat when he turned to ask her the same thing. "Have you been hit by this Cupid-Eros-dude?" Why was he feeling this? Why was he holding his breath until he received an answer?