Cerulean Cape Salt

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Nyamh was halfway through her piss when another wolf called out to her. "OI!" The cream lass let out a bellow, shouting, "Can't give a lass her privacy when she's takin' a piss?!" Nyamh snorted and rolled her eyes, finished her pee, then moved out of the water. She approached the unknown male, looking him up and down. He was a colorful man, much more than herself. She stuck her muzzle in his face, not caring about his personal space, locking her eyes on his. "You get laughs off watchin' ladies piss 'n shit? You some weird fuck or something?" Her words, while crude and blunt, were not spoken with aggression - rather, she sounded teasing.