Dahozhoni Meadow Correr

You think I am foolish... he chuckled darkly and lashed his tongue across the sharp hairs at his snout. 

I see that fight in your eyes. I see it. I am a man, yes. But I am not estúpido. You must be broken before you have freedom to wander. 

The jaguar faced her with calm in his bloody eyes. Her body was desired, yes. Juárez preferred that she not give it so willingly to him.