Serpent Lake Caza

Inglés... the jaguar answered with a nod of his head. 

The shadow drew a little closer to him. Sun reflected in the gold coat he wore upon his back - touched by black flecks that swallowed all light and warmth. Juárez was not shy about the way his bloody stare traced her figure. She was pretty enough. She had a quiet curiosity to her. Softness and curiosity rarely paired well. 

You would like to learn Spanish? Juárez inquired. His dark lips curled slightly. The scar that cut through his mouth revealed the ivory glint of his canine tooth. A conman's smile.