Hideaway Strath You look away [M]

He stands tall and his expression goes to one of contemplation. “Hm, I guess you’re right.” He hums to her. 

Though his stillness only lasts for a second before he’s slinking closer to her, a knowing glint in his eye. “That’s good.” Comes another indifferent reply. “Tell me, dear, why did you come back.” His smile becomes sly and teasing. “For real.” 

He languidly paces around her, sand roughed paw pads thumb against the grass as he reaches her back end. Like the promiscuous man he is, he reaches down and snaps teeth playfully onto her rump. Not enough to truly hurt, but it surely causes a quick pinch of pain.