❛ Agh, my one weakness - being told to seek employment. ❜ His torso came in first as the beast leaned in until he was practically hanging from her shoulders. ❛ You seem like the capable type. If you're unable to support us, we'll move into my den. ❜

She might be content in being stationary, but distance never dissuaded him before. A few strides brought the massive being closer, hands pressing to either side of her perch so the mutt could lean in and breathe her scent in deep enough to remember. ❛ A Barbie .ᐣ Doesn't Barbie usually get a dream house and convertible .ᐣ I'm excited to get spoiled like that.~ ❜

Pale green eyes, like clouded beryls, met with her gaze before traveling just as shamelessly across her body. His grip on the towel slackened - the dress being wholly forgotten for the more interesting view. ❛ If I choose tucking are you going to give hands on assistance .ᐣ ❜

Fen's rummaging stopped, not because he was caught - but because he had a target. Upon grabbing the dress he stepped back, held it to his frame, and hummed an approving sound. ❛ I would look kill this look. Just gotta wonder how I'd keep from hanging past the skirt line. ❜

The stranger stood in front of her wardrobe with only a towel preserving the shred of modesty a dripping intruder might have. Hands rifle through her clothes in the increasingly hopeless search for something that might actually fit. ❛ Wet dog .ᐣ Couldn't tell ya. ❜