Silver Creek of cloudless climes and starry skies

they were two sides of the same coin – iliksis and harrison – but neither of them was likely to know it. they shared very similar ideas of what women were used for and what they were worth. they really only had different ways of going about getting what they wanted. perhaps both skilled in the art of deception, harrison had found a way to rely heavily on charm as opposed to raw desire. he could not resist the twinkle in a woman's eye whenever he would cast a half-grin at them. they melted like butter in the warmth of his hands.

“i can certainly agree with you in that regard,” harrison offered with a small bobbing of his skull. his pale gaze roamed back to the darker man with a calculating glint there. the smile did not fade from his features, and he even offered a small wavering of his tail. “what's your name?” the charmer inquired with a slight canting of his head.