Bonesplinter Ravine Let Dead things lie [m]

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I am going to have such fun with Artok with this post heh

Well Fuck. Was Artok's only thought, not that it was bad. No, he had meant to make the youth so uncomfortable he let him be, but now. Now, his curiosity was peaked and so was his inner voyeur. So with a well practiced smirk, that set his eyes alight.

He took a step back and then with agonizing slowness, he traced his eyes from the tip of the youth's tail, to the tip of his ears. Eyes sweeping across every valley, hill and dale he could see. Dipping low to linger on places, that would make the youth blush, and then back to his eyes. The smirk every present.

He was gigantic, Athletic, it was night time, but stars were about, the moon slightly. So he could see enough to know what he was seeing and working with here. Artok was larger than most wolves, but even this one had him beat.

The question becomes do you?