Thread: Moonlight Huntings (SilverScar & Myn)

It was almost as though Lux was eager to be alone with the werewolf, even if she did not realize it. Was the young mage truly so wanting for company that she would agree to walk out into the woods with a, as she put it, big bad wolf? Regardless of her reasons, Warwick was pleased that she accepted his proposal. The promise she asked of him was one the wolf would happily accept, as Warwick had no intention of leaving Lux alone once they had ventured far enough into the woods. No, he would be making sure they stayed quiet close to each other. You have nothing to worry about little mage The large wolf teased lightly, his smile showing off the rows of sharp canine teeth I will not leave you out alone on this night He'd just managed to respond to her promise, before Lux's hand moved around one of his strong arms, pressing herself against his corded biceps. The gesture and feel of her, the warmth of her skin almost had Warwick pinning her down right in the camp, his bestial desires roaring within. It was a feeling that caused a stir between his legs, a shifting in his loin cloth as his cock began to rise. Before Lux could notice, Warwick was leading her into the forest, hoping that she would not notice his beginning arousal until it would be too late for her. The forest was truly quite beautiful in the evening. The tree branches were filled with leaves, pine trees full and green. Moonlight danced across the soft, mossy ground, as if creating a makeshift trail for the wolf and mage to follow. It was a peaceful night, a gentle breeze rustling the leaves and pines, bringing with it all sorts of different smells. Normally Warwick would take advantage and use those smells to hunt, but he had his prey now, willing wrapped around one arm as they walked in silence. Red eyes piercing into the dark, Warwick scoured the path ahead, on the lookout for any dangers, ears straining in the silence. Being the apex predator did not mean that there would not be challengers to his territory...or his mate. About to speak up, Warwick suddenly pulled Lux close as the sound of something large crashing through the underbrush had the werewolf spinning around, strong arm holding his companion against his rippling chest as the wolf glared out into the forest. A large bear stood within the shadow's of a nearby clump of trees, it's dark brown eyes glaring out at Warwick. Standing on it's hindlegs, Warwick was briefly reminded of the Ursine, Volibear. A champion that Warwick had yet to face, Volibear's ferocity and strength were well known and watching the bear in the shadow's glaring at him, Warwick could see where that ferocity came from. As he engaged in the staredown with the angry bear, Warwick hadn't realized that the way he'd pressed Lux against him meant that her shapely behind was now pressed directly to the bulge beneath his loincloth. Maybe she did not happen to realize what her rear was pressed against or had her attention drawn to the showdown between the pair of predators before her, but either way there would be little means for Lux to move away from it. Warwick's large arm was acting as a shield around the front of her body, and the werewolf's firm, muscled chest left little in the way of movement. Dropping down from it's standing position, the bear took a few steps forward into the moonlight, hunched over as if to charge towards Warwick and Lux. With a sudden snapping of his jaws and an aggressive, threatening growl, the bear paused. A few seconds passed before the bear seemed to let out a huff, turning it's back on the pair and walking back into the darkness of the forest. Loosening his grip on Lux, Warwick looked down at the mage It would seem that we are once again allowed to enjoy our walk