Haunted Wood You Never Know

Yaaahhhsss haha I love him! ;D and you’re good!

Far from expecting anything like that to come from the chocolate wolf’s mouth–yes, it does shock him. The ear he purrs into twitches at the breath that blows into it and–good god–the words that come out. He just called me una princesa. He thinks vaguely with a chuckle. Then his jaw drops slightly at the next sentence. Because you have a pretty little ass. A brow cocks and his mouth opens in a type of ‘o’ face, corners of his face still curled into a smile. He finds the comebacks hilarious.

Of course, the other distracts him enough to knock him down. Santi is horrible at spars it seems. He only seems to actually care enough unless he has to be serious about it. Otherwise he can’t help but fuck around a little bit. “Well, fuck hermano, you got me.” He says with his usual smirk. “That’s fucked up.” He chuckles back up to the other, referencing what he said about his ass. “It is cute, no?” He jokes looking back to the plume of his little tail and giving it a few puny wags.