13.04 - Blind Fool - Pawprints Of Passion

"Kurus?" Lisandra approached the snake beastman cautiously, her hand reaching out to touch his arm, "Leave him be. I don't like to eat bull's meat," she whispered, glancing over at the minotaur-like beastman.

Kurus glanced back at her and his tail wrapped around her waist, lifting her up onto his shoulders affectionately, "What meat do you prefer? I will hunt it for you."

She was too beautiful, he felt like his heart was going to stop just looking at her and when she was close enough he could smell her scent. She had the sweetest and most intoxicating fragrance, unlike anything he had smelled before.

Lisandra hugged his neck and pressed her cheek against his shoulder. Her small hand patted his head gently, "Maybe a fish? Or a bird, something that is easy to cook and tasty. Thank you," she smiled.

"Alright," Kurus agreed and then sent Thyrion a threatening look, "This female is mine, so you better leave! If not, you are not going to live much longer!"