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It was not long until the scent he had been looking for appeared in his receptors, carried to him on the gentle breeze.

Well. The man certainly wasn't unattractive by any means. A mismatched, uncommon coat pattern and eyes that reminded Jarus of a cold, unforgiving sea. For a moment, the mountain may have even decided he liked males too, but then he remembered the words of his father.Women are meant for men, just as men are meant for women.

"Hey." His deep voice called out, tongue roaming over his lips. The stranger was pretty, in a strange way. Jarus could pretend he was a woman. Nah.