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Oh no she's hot!
Dimitri jumped at Donovan's statement, claws sinking into the sand and visibily shaking.
Oh... I'm getting a butch lesbian vibe.
Don't say that about people! That's rude!He didn't want to be here right now- why did he even talk to her? What was the point? He should've just kept to himself and then he wouldn't be in this situation- should he-? Yeah. Just to get out of this situation. He- he could trust him, right?
Dimitri gasped, his eyes squeezing shut and fur turning white, growing outwards until a white longhair tom stood under the tiger. His eyes stayed closed for a moment, his paws felt the sand below and cringed slightly, as if he were stabilizing himself. His scent notably changed- he smelled of chocolate roses.
Those alluring red eyes opened, and Donovan finally got to see the tiger for himself.
He was acutely aware of the size difference and wondered if he should change to Delta's tiger form. No... this was his body right now.
There were so many things he wanted to say, right away. I want her to step on me. He took a moment, held tilted up to meet her gaze, then trailing back down to look her over, finally taking in details of her figure. He noted the scraf around her tail, and how it was slightly wet. A sweat dab? Gross. Donovan tended to switch back and forth on some of the details of his personality, but a few things about himself were very clear. He was a clean guy- he had long white fur, and any kind of dirt or dust would ruin his impeccable coat.
He noted the dirt, and smelled the metal and smoke on her form. Suddenly, he really didn't want to come into contact with her, and yet....
"Maybe you can. My heart is broken and it looks like you are good with tools." Oh, he was so slick.
// it's like.... EVE and Wall-e, but switched...
Dimitri jumped at Donovan's statement, claws sinking into the sand and visibily shaking.
Oh... I'm getting a butch lesbian vibe.
Don't say that about people! That's rude!He didn't want to be here right now- why did he even talk to her? What was the point? He should've just kept to himself and then he wouldn't be in this situation- should he-? Yeah. Just to get out of this situation. He- he could trust him, right?
Dimitri gasped, his eyes squeezing shut and fur turning white, growing outwards until a white longhair tom stood under the tiger. His eyes stayed closed for a moment, his paws felt the sand below and cringed slightly, as if he were stabilizing himself. His scent notably changed- he smelled of chocolate roses.
Those alluring red eyes opened, and Donovan finally got to see the tiger for himself.
He was acutely aware of the size difference and wondered if he should change to Delta's tiger form. No... this was his body right now.
There were so many things he wanted to say, right away. I want her to step on me. He took a moment, held tilted up to meet her gaze, then trailing back down to look her over, finally taking in details of her figure. He noted the scraf around her tail, and how it was slightly wet. A sweat dab? Gross. Donovan tended to switch back and forth on some of the details of his personality, but a few things about himself were very clear. He was a clean guy- he had long white fur, and any kind of dirt or dust would ruin his impeccable coat.
He noted the dirt, and smelled the metal and smoke on her form. Suddenly, he really didn't want to come into contact with her, and yet....
"Maybe you can. My heart is broken and it looks like you are good with tools." Oh, he was so slick.
// it's like.... EVE and Wall-e, but switched...
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