Haunted Wood hyde

Santi, mind his own business, as per usual (or maybe not), sees a blue of something on his right side. Before he knows it he’s being hit with something akin to a boulder. Whatever it is is fast and comes at him from the side. It’s only when Santi lies properly on his back subdued from the sneak attack is when he gets a good look. He knew that scent was familiar. On top of his is the one and only Clarence. A strikingly confident aura about him as he waves his tail high in the air. The male tucks his chin to look up at him. The monochromatic wolf laugh whole heartedly, impressed by his prowess where usually he is timid.

“Oh, cariño. You really got me there.” The male exclaims, with a wide smile. The kid did blind side him and it was rather impressive. “I’d love to fight you.” Then at the others next words that mischievous glint that Santi always sports seems to reach his eyes once more. “What do I get if I win?” He asks smoothly, suggestiveness clear in his voice.