A wolf takes a fox for a drunken quickie, cheating on her boyfriend in the bathroom of the bar…
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Omega lounged at the bar, though his eyes roamed, checking out the ladies there. It was a bustling night but, as long as he was seated, the tall wolf could fly under the radar, though it was difficult for him to do in pure black fur at ten feet tall otherwise. To say that he was a big lad would have been an understatement, yet he would have preferred to attract attention for the right reasons, the red streak over one eye catching more curious eyes. Those were the kind of questions that he liked better, taking a mouthful of dry cider, the sweet cloudy apple beverage slipping too easily down his throat.