Ouroboros

Ensuring every last drop was gobbled up, my good doggy looked at me with such large hopeful eyes. I gave doggy Tanz head pats. Promising I'd reward her with Boom-Boom we find when we go on a long walk. I nodded with fire in my eyes. Tanz is such a special doggy. She needs all the head pats. 

A/N: This is so messed up. 

"Eryth!" I shouted, stepping into a spacious tent when a peculiar incense tickled my nose. The scent was soft and mellow, like lilies. With each breath I took, my meridians swelled as my Abyssal Qi grew active. Jumping in celebration. 

Locked in the lotus position in the tent's center, Eryth sat with a bare chest that showed case one of the most chiseled physiques I'd ever seen. It was as if each muscle was tempered to perfection, leaving no room for imperfection. Each muscle told a story. Each scar across his chest and shoulder showed history. 

"Izalith." He said in a low voice, lifting his head to me.