Blackfoot Forest Foxing around [Mature]

the male licked his lips once she darted away from him, causing her level of anger to rapidly rise. one or two thoughts linked together, and she had a vague idea that his arousal would probably have something to do with how she had told him to piss off and had defended herself— she had a feeling most females he did this to probably succumbed once he touched them.

crëyr mentally shook her head at them. weak. when the large male came over her and made a remark about how he liked it when he talked dirty to her, what the hell? well, looked like he was one of those manwhores, and he had bumped into the wrong wolfess.

fuelled with anger, she spoke, "pull your head out of your ass, pedophile. i'm not a dirty little prostitute. i'm sorry, but go rot in a hole." she was pretty sure that this guy had no respect for females whatsoever, if not he didn't think any of them were more than a toy to play with and dispose of once he was bored. or a hit-and-go.