Redsand Canyon lush flowers taken for granted

"you don't give a fuck either," merrick hissed back in defiance, shivering, daring to dart his tongue across the other's striped shoulder. "too pretty," he sighed, arching the brow above his empty socket as he moistened his lips. "when can i expect you to join me near ursus?" the boy inquired, stepping back. "all of you."
anyone who glanced up toward the tiger and the bear would see them a demure distance apart, bros being friends, but the air still smouldered between them, and merrick, who found himself drunk upon the aura of power shared between he and donovan, drew a breath.
"one day, i want to hunt with you."