Serpent Lake gu[m]line

oh, was the stranger down?

asmodeus, assured of the coyote's interest, fell into a playbow. did she know this wolven thing? he didn't see a reason to ask for a name, only darted on his longer limbs forward to nip gently for their tail.

this was a welcome treat after little success in taiga, even if the heat was not between them. another kind could be there instead.