Swiftcurrent Creek Not today, not tomorrow

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Arric was patrolling when he noticed someone to far away to distinguish yet and rather rotund. He was like who da fuck. Then as she grew closer and he saw his tiny barrel woman. He grinned. She looked like she could kick his ass. And lets be honest he'd let her and enjoy every single minute of it.

He went the rest of the way to meet her. Once he arrived. He pressed his nose to her temple.

Heya beautiful!

Nose going to her side. Little terrors.

Then he looked her over with concern. Eyeing her swollen legs and the way she panted. And he began to fret and then fuss.

You doing okay lovebug? Need anything? Want me to like rub your paws? Or get you some food?

He had to take a breath. God she smelled good. And looked good. All that vitality and virility and jesus jump thecfuck up. He was already half ready.

His eyes kinda grew unfocused as he imagined everything he really could be doing that was not exactly taking care of her, but well yea in a way.

 He shook his head. He had to snap himself out of it before he like drug her off to a bush or something. Wait could that hurt her? 

He looked her over again. really could it hurt her? Should he ask? Jesus Arric stop he berated himself.