Greatwater Lake she was covered in leather and gold

He felt eyes on him. Maybe it was because he was staring at his reflection... No, that couldn't be it. He lifted his head, his haunted brown eyes flickering across the lake around all sides. His eyes flitted back to a curvy shadow. What's that? He got up, and began to walk around the lake's edges. Soon he was just a few yards away. It was a dark canine, but not like himself. Piercing yellow eyes, scarred and rugged, and pointed ears that stuck up. And beautiful. His brown eyes moved across her body, admiring each subtle curve and dark edge. His eyes hesitated near her hips, but in one quick motion shot up to her face. And younger than him, it looked! Finally not some oldie. He didn't care how much younger, this chic was hot, and he wasn't gonna leave until he got his way or was forced not to. A thought flickered across his mind of approaching the way Burke had- but quickly vanished. If you wanted to get lucky with some chic, that wasn't the way to go about it. "Hey..." He purred, his voice filled with pleasure. "I'm Outlaw. What's yours?" He asked, calming himself. Outlaw wanted to add gorgeous or sexy onto the end, but held back. If she was taken, this wouldn't be as easy as just some flattery. He'd have to earn her over.