<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=41976.msg2076325#msg2076325">Quote from: Evil Pixie on 26-07-2009, 20:20:59</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Riley finnished drawing the wolf , as she put her hand on his head gently stroking it "You know its not good to go after women that might be already taken" she whispered in his ear .. She looked around "I must go wash , Your welcome to come with me " she went to the water and washed her hands .. As she looked around and smiled it was her magical place ..<br/><br/>"Its beautiful out here and yet sadly none of my dreams have come true , Sadly whimsical don't you think that a woman like my self could never marry " she smiled at the thought as she looked back at her wolf with her hands filled with water "Now drink I believe the medicine is healing you very well now "<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The wolf slowly went closer to her, following her.  Never marry?  What foolery was this, she was a beautiful girl.  Surely if he'd seen her first...  Hm...  Maybe that wasn't the best example, he wasn't known for long relationships...  But he considered himself such a conesour of women, so many, so beautiful...  How could he not pay homage and bring pleasure to every beauty he saw.  His old friends often said he was a heathen:  He worshiped women, not God.  He drank from her hands, slowly standing, the pain gone from her herbs, he slowly changed, still lapping from her fingers, he brought his still furry hands up to hold her wrists still gently as he changed and drank.  Finally finishing he kissed her finger tips.  "I do not know how good a man I am, mon ami...  But I can promise you one night of dreams if you do let me," he said, bringing her slightly closer and kissing her wrist.  His clothes disheveled from changing, his hair a mite of a mess as well.  He still hadn't learned to control that part of his change, though at least he did still have his clothes.  Though a cold feeling on his left foot told him he was missing a boot.