Firefly Ravine (m) who says I like right angles?

A woman.

Distracting and crass. Here near his claim with her fire scent on the breeze. His nostrils flared, sharp and heavy red eyes watching her. She behaved like a frenzied beast.

It was against better judgement but he approached. The only thing he would offer, as he stalked along the ravine towards her, was a lowly rumble.