Sunspire Mountains timber!

A patch of his fur was damp and glistening. Suinnak's face crunched in annoyance, and then he shook his body down - hoping to dry the urine. He was mid-shake when a voice drifted over to him, and so Suinnak halted his efforts with an abrupt raise of his head, and began looking for the source. His belly continued to sway even after the rest of him had given pause; his fur stuck out all over the place as if he had been electrocuted. The scent of ammonia remained heavy, but he didn't notice that immediately.

The sight that greeted his eyes was something far better than the dwarfed tree he had been protecting. The woman was tall, rugged, and black as pitch. The amused smirk upon her face bolstered his spirit, and Suinnak suddenly became bold in her company. You like what you see? The boy drawled in an attempt to be alluring, but it would most likely come out sounding peevish. He took a step out from beneath the trees and approached her, with his eyes happily roaming across the stranger's face and everything it was attached to; barely paying attention to the scars upon her face. You wanna dance with me, pretty lady?