Dragoncrest Cliffs Dark Flake

murgash couldn't decide the true motive for why he was following rouge. on the one hand, dat ass yo -- on the other, he had been so busy pleasing big stripey boss he hardly had time for life's simpler pursuits. i mean, come on, how many wolves hand-deliver a pilfered pup to your doorstep? he needs a raise, like STAT.

he hadn't decided when he planned on telling rouge that he was creeping her either - girls typically tended not to enjoy that kind of stuff, which meant he would have to stop at some point.. and murgash was enjoying the view too much to give it up..

until he saw two wolves.

two wolves that, he decided in that instant, were a lot more mean looking than he. one reminded him of the strange orcas that taunted him in the sound, what with her dark and white clashed plumage. the other just looked like enough of an adolescent hardass that murgash was oddly aroused.

it was then he decided to break his cover, if only for rouge's sake. he was sure to get a beating, and not on the body part he preferred beatings. "well HALOOO laydees." he announced with a loud purl, strutting his bare ass towards them as if he were the king of chutzpah and hadn't just heard that ominous 'leave or die' ultimatum. "wot d'we have here? oi can't decoide which one of ye is more beautifuller to look at.."

he flashed the trio his most winsome smile -- except for murgash, 'winsome' usually entailed 'drooly and disgusting'.