Kildeer Rest Follow the Voice

she craned her neck to look at the fuckshit who was now arguing with her, and after a single peek sultry saxophones began blaring in her brain.

he was this... big, dark, kind of redheaded guy, with long, long legs that went alllll the way up, and a... extremely attractive scar on his muzzle. very sexy tail. sort of, primpy-looking, but she knew the clean ones could get the dirtiest.

diesel was openly staring, slack-jawed and excessively drooling.

that lasted a moment.

a long moment.