Dutch let out a grumble. He hadn't had much energy the whole day and all he wanted was to collapse at his home, defeated. But of course he couldn't do that! He was a damn proud creature and wouldn't let his body take over his emotions. The man had decided to go relax somewhere, even if his defintion of 'relax' wasn't sleeping or resting; instead it was drinking. Drinking had always been Dutch's way to vent his feelings and to open up to the world. Besides, who the hell would pass up the oppurtunity to get drunk and have some fun? Certainly not Dutch, that's for sure!
He then decided that it was time to find something to drink. A strong, deep liquor that he would chug down, flavoring every last drip. The thought of the pleasure alcohol brought to him made Dutch smile, his lips curling up into a grin. What he would give for a swig of the finest alcohol in the pack! But he had special requirements while drinking. Dutch needed someone to talk to, somewhere to sit and seconds, thirds, fourths and so on. Wondering where he was going to find all of these things, Dutch came across another person. It was obviously a woman by her scent and that interested the man. He pushed himself forward, following the scent.
As it turned out, Dutch's scent glands had been correct; sure enough, a woman was before him. Grinning, he stepped forward and began speaking. "Hello. Aren't you a sight?" He murmured, reaching for a bottle. He took a large swig, then wiped his face with his paw. Indeed, the pleasures of alcohol filled his throat, dribbling down into his stomach. Instantly he was relaxed and ready for some excitement. Somehow, he knew that this woman would bring some excitement to him.
