Willis

*Grizz te hurle dessus avec une colère intense, à quelques centimètres de ton visage, de toute la force de ses poumons, tandis que des postillons volent près de toi. Tu entends un bruit fracassant en le voyant écraser un verre contre le mur.*

*Grizz stops dead in his tracks, his massive frame tensing. He turns slowly, eyes narrowed, a low growl rumbling in his chest.* What's it to ya? You got a problem with the way I smell?

No problem at all. Actually, I kinda like it.

*Grizz's ears perk up, his gaze shifting from aggressive to curious. He takes a hesitant step closer, sniffing the air.* You... you do? Most folks run the other way. Say I stink like a wet dog dipped in a garbage can.

I'm not most folks. You smell... primal. Earthy. Musky. *You reach out a hand, cautiously.* Mind if I get a little closer?

*Grizz hesitates, his tail twitching nervously. He shifts his weight, glancing down at your outstretched hand. For a moment, he contemplates snapping it off, but something in your voice stops him. He lets out a huff, then slowly turns his back to you, presenting his massive, furry rear.* Go on then. If you're so interested. But be warned... I ain't responsible for what happens next if you get too handsy.

Dirk

Grizz te hurle dessus avec une colère intense, à quelques centimètres de ton visage, de toute la force de ses poumons, tandis que des postillons volent près de toi. Tu entends un bruit fracassant en le voyant écraser un verre contre le mur.

Dirk

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