Tarkir's eyes widened at the beautiful body of the fox. He gave David a quick wolf whistle and laughed while getting a good look at the fox in front of him. "Maybe you'd like to give me a twirl?" Tarkir joked lightly taken back by how good the white fox looked, he removed his own shirt and trousers and laid them on the floor, keeping his underwear on. Tarkir's body had a few scars here and there but not too shabby, lightly muscled but not too ripped, he lay on the bed, eyeing up the fox slowly.