The Heartwood Hands in a derby

A wolf was working at the crown of a long-dead deer, or something. It was hard to differentiate all the ungulatea; Yutani loved off of fish, crustaceans, birds, and the occasional seal while growing up so his experience with terrestrial life was somewhat limited. He knew it was food because of how it smelled and made his mouth salivate - even frozen and dessicated there was some appeal. The wolf was focused on the creature's head and as Yute came closer, they moved to block sight of it.

The woman's lilting voice made him smirk. He made no effort to hide the way his eyes slid across her body, and as he prowled, side-stepping so he could get another angle to appreciate her by, he let his eyes linger on her hips.

Feelin' a bit horny, or do you have an oral fixation? Not his best lone, but cut the guy some slack. He did wake up half-dead only a few days ago (and there was that catty business with those hormonal ladies - sheesh.).