Metting Eliza

I dance swiftly with the woman I have picked to choose to marry. None but the fairest among our land. I stand tall my tail swaying with pride and my ears in the cold raw air. I am part of the wolf society. Born by a fox whom mates with a wolf. I am known as a prince. Eliza the most beautiful woman ever a beautiful snow leopard woman. The prints among her skin the soft touch of her tail. Its enough to drive any man crazy. I fell as she made her way to me i fell deep in love at first sight. Eliza asked for a dance I agreed. Eliza's body, her hands so soft. Ah someone's coming

~~Ash Dean Gorel~~