<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/djSXt2A.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Igor Iron-Bear (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328118.msg15945743#msg15945743)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Path outside the Green Lion<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Chatting with Lise before bathtime.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Butt ass naked in his large warrior form.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Lise<br/><br/>Seeing the woman's slightly flustered reaction to his nudity the big warrior quickly yanked the cover off Lise's hay wagon and wrapped it around his waist with a laugh before crouching down to be more eye level with the woman. Were he in his human form he'd actually be short than the woman. That might help her be less nervous around him, but from what many have told him watching hims transform from Warrior to Man is quite a painful and distressing spectacle. His bones break and reshape, skin rips and reforms and the hair some times fall out giving him the look of a hairless Wendigo or something for a few seconds before it all comes back together.<br/><br/>He thought it best to save her from that mental image. Besides as he got to her level she really did smell nice. Bringing his nose close he sniffed her deeply the wet black button roving over her entire body. "Hmm what are these pancakes?" He actually licked her neck lightly removing some of the sap his large flat tongue nearly the size of her neck itself. Bringing the tongue back he tasted the sap smacking his lips and teeth lightly. "That is being nice." He licked her exposed shoulder now for a bigger sample, once more the tongue removed the sap cleaning the woman in the process.<em>"Da, deystvitel'no ochen' khorosho!"</em>He said more to himself than her in Russian, his tail wagged back and forth some. He likes this "maple syrup" as the groundskeeper called it. Maybe once he finally got some service back at the Inn he would order some of it to try with his vodka.<br/><br/>But her talk of washing up did make him nod. Like her he was covered in the sap, it had already matted much of his fur as he had torn into it headfirst, he hadn't tasted any of the sap as he ripped into the plant with his teeth though which was odd. But maybe he had moved to quick to taste any of it? More questions for later, standing back up he nodded motioning for the woman to lead. "<em>Da</em>, I will be washing with you, sap be making fur bunch up. Please lead on." Growling gently he tried to lick some of it off his own arm, but the thickness of his fur pelt made it much harder to reached with his tongue making him resort to gnawing his arm a little with his massive rock crushing teeth. After a few seconds he decided washing would be best. Maybe the woman could even help him.