The Alliance's Dog
Once again, the Uugazt caught me off guard. Instead of leaving the screen to get changed, he simply ripped the shirt and jacket off in a single pull. I blinked at him a few times before shaking my head. The number of low growls around me made me realize that my mates had caught my faux pas and were calling me out of it.
I just shrugged my shoulders, not at all concerned. Each one of them had a drool-worthy body, but this was my first time actually seeing an orc, so sue me for being… intrigued.
"Better?" I asked as the Uugazt head searched my screen, looking for the source of the growls.
"Much," he grunted, a frown appearing on his face after not being able to find my mates.
"Then let's start over again. What do you want?" I asked him simply. My claw-covered finger tapped a steady rhythm on the armrest of my chair as I waited for him to answer.