Hideaway Strath Watch me dancing

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Adlartok finally ceased his movement and stood still. His shoulder wasn't pained, but it was tight that constant fucking movement. He tilted ears forward, listening, waiting.

Artok dipped his muzzle, but all he could think in his head was fuck me. He and this wolf were either gonna eventually get along or kill each other. Great. Beautiful. Way to go Artok.
 
Alright. Do I have certain duties? Or you'll howl for training?