Sunset Valley love makes hunters of us all [m]

he more or less receives what he'd expected, but he isn't disappointed. a smile tugs at his own expression when the man beckons him to share his own thoughts, and he hesitates, pretending to give it some thought. "i might," he says, reclining with a single toss of his tail. "though i suspect you and i have very different interests." his statement is pointed, heavy with suggestion, and he feels a sudden surge within his veins — an urge to seize the stranger, to push him into the creek and see for himself whether one can be drowned in such shallow water. but he resists, instead opting to see how far he can take this game before the man realizes his intentions.