Totoka River teeth like kindling

"yes, very lucky." he agrees readily, yellow eyes fixed on the shadow man. he is brooding, guarded, but his heart is weak. all threats aside, he will not abandon a starving fool- even after he has fed.

erys stops and waits obediently, lecherous gaze following the man as he stalks forward. there is a rugged handsomeness to him the thief appreciates. a rhythmic sway to his hips.

giddy at the prospect of a new plaything, he sits with hunched shoulders and watches like a predator.