TheLittlestDipper
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- Dec 24, 2014
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Fenris immediately backed off, holding his hands in the air. "See you like what? I see you as a desirable, young woman who has unrealistic expectations for a male Minotaur. You may not know this, but there is a monster under this loincloth. I'm a guy. Guys have thoughts." He smiled, somewhat embarrassed about his previous actions. Fenris walked back the way they came, motioning her to follow. The sun was making it's way down the sky, showering the clouds with an array of colors- Pinks, oranges, and purples. Fenris pointed at the sunset, before realizing what that meant. "Oh, don't you need to get home? And when can I meet these lovely folks who disapprove of me you call parents?" Fenris was genuinely curious about them, who they were. He reached up and felt his horns, running his hands along the smooth surface out of habit. "Charlotte, I'm sorry about that. I got carried away." He took the palm of her hand and nuzzled it, his way of asking for forgiveness.