[M]Cant Fight the Moonlight
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He watched her silently, just watching. It had been almost two full moons since his bright eyes had seen the wolfess wandering, seeming to search much like he was. Instead of moving forward he simply allowed himself a moment to take in the warrior among the ladies. It made him want to chuckle at he unique dress. While all the girls dressed up fancy, showing off their curves under silk and perking their breasts up in tight dresses to show off she held a more rugged sense of beauty, a more captivating kind of beauty. While he was personally a fan of covering up he was not one to think poorly upon those who decided not to wear human clothing or to wear little of it and it was clear to him that X’y was the kind of girl who preferred the basics and her vaguely covered body made his eyes linger over her muscled body, which he could still overpower.


The music stopped for an interlude between songs, a moment for lovers to speak and laugh but for Jazper it was a more than that. Suddenly golden eyes turned to meet his in the silence and pure tension. His body language never faltered, sternum raised, head held high and in pride, and tail perked up in a small display of dominance. He did not want her to take his confidence as a threat but a sign that he was an alpha and a proud one at that. He allowed their eyes to steadily stare as a single violin entered on a melancholy melody, longing for another as he longed to regain love of some kind.


A chocolaty hand was slowly offered into the air, the light of the candles dancing on her fur. Without a word he moved forward, cupping his large coal fingers under her brown delicates. Slowly, to the rhythm of the violins, he bowed his head down, one his opposite arm pulling his bear fur cloak back and his lips gently touched the top of her outstretched hand. Large body raised again with the music as he took her paw more firmly now, and moved it further up into the air and he moved closer, his broad body and formidable height making her look like a smaller woman. Finally, his other hand found her hip and with all the smoothness that only age and experience could grant a male he began to lead the dance.





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