Otter Creek Malvado

The buzz of life that surrounded the source of water was appealing. The land near the river would make for promising hunting grounds. From what they had heard from passing travelers, these northern lands were rich with hunting opportunities and packs. It would take time to establish themselves - he and Soto - but they would have a handle on their plan in the near future.

The jaguar’s predatory stare latched fast on a peculiar shape that had moved into the water beneath the shade of a nearby tree. The distance did nothing to conceal the scent that wafted from her. Juárez had never passed an opportunity to sate his masculine desire. Still… the creature was a strange one - thin and spindly and peering with peculiar round eyes.

Juárez sunk deeper into the water, pushing against the current so that he would draw nearer to the oddity.