10-22-2012, 03:22 PM
Sebastian's ears flicked to the side at the sound of clanging and clattering metal and wood. Hmm. That was odd. A merchant had dropped his wares, maybe? Whatever it was, it was worth investigation. Sebastian quickened his pace slightly, skipping neatly over a protruding tree root and placing one black-furred paw on the tree trunk as he peered around the side of the large tree, his fiery orange eyes bright and alert.
First things first. A light groaning sound that alerted him to a luperci on the ground that appeared to be on fire. Wait, that wasn't quite right. His fur was simply a bright, burning, coppery orange interspersed with patches of grey and black. The Italian blinked. Interesting indeed. Miscellaneous objects lay scattered across the forest floor, along with a wheelbarrow. Perhaps this rather clumsy man had simply knocked his wheelbarrow over? Quite an interesting collection, too. Was that a sword?
Yes, it was. Sebastian stepped lightly next to the taller wolf, grinning playfully down at him. He was quite a handsome specimen, wasn't he? Fierce orange fur, more vibrant than Sebastian's luscious, rose-red and snowy-white fur. Sebastian wanted to run his hands through that, certainly. Thick orange fur, a fluffy mane, rather dirty and ripped shorts, and nothing else. That last one accentuated his strong abdominal muscles nicely. Almost unconsciously, just before he entered the stranger's line of sight, Sebastian unzipped his own leather jacket to show off his own defined abs. Yes, he was rather vain and a definite show-off.
Sebastian squatted down next to the larger wolf's head, resting his hands on his knees as he smiled down at him playfully, his salmon-coloured tongue flicking out to lick his black lips.
"Took a tumble, handsome?" he purred in a low, faintly amused tone. "Carrre for a hand?" He rolled that R in his throat, too. The Italian stood up and offered the bigger man his hand, going to at least try to pull him up to his feet.
First things first. A light groaning sound that alerted him to a luperci on the ground that appeared to be on fire. Wait, that wasn't quite right. His fur was simply a bright, burning, coppery orange interspersed with patches of grey and black. The Italian blinked. Interesting indeed. Miscellaneous objects lay scattered across the forest floor, along with a wheelbarrow. Perhaps this rather clumsy man had simply knocked his wheelbarrow over? Quite an interesting collection, too. Was that a sword?
Yes, it was. Sebastian stepped lightly next to the taller wolf, grinning playfully down at him. He was quite a handsome specimen, wasn't he? Fierce orange fur, more vibrant than Sebastian's luscious, rose-red and snowy-white fur. Sebastian wanted to run his hands through that, certainly. Thick orange fur, a fluffy mane, rather dirty and ripped shorts, and nothing else. That last one accentuated his strong abdominal muscles nicely. Almost unconsciously, just before he entered the stranger's line of sight, Sebastian unzipped his own leather jacket to show off his own defined abs. Yes, he was rather vain and a definite show-off.
Sebastian squatted down next to the larger wolf's head, resting his hands on his knees as he smiled down at him playfully, his salmon-coloured tongue flicking out to lick his black lips.
"Took a tumble, handsome?" he purred in a low, faintly amused tone. "Carrre for a hand?" He rolled that R in his throat, too. The Italian stood up and offered the bigger man his hand, going to at least try to pull him up to his feet.