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"Nyow, thankfully not. Her nose is shite, I noticed she culd not tell loik me Greymalkins an' tha' redneck culd. Iunno wuttit' is... maybe cuz she wunnit' always a Therian, most certeh'ly cuz she's never even touched firs' base, let alone some fackin' grass in her loif'." Seannsa said, granting him some relief.
"Damn." He said; "Remind me never to court your roasts."
She chuckled.
"So, I have your scent now, and that basically tells other Therians 'hands off' or tells them that you and me are... well, I belong to you now or something."
She nodded.
"Okay. Well, I'm glad you're honest. I-I don't think it's that big of a deal. I mean, it's not like we care what others think."
Dear goodness. If only he knew... if only he knew the new world of danger he had just been thrust into.
"Well, ackshu'lee..."
"Ah, there's always a catch...."
"Yer the firs' person in this world hoo's ever gotten my scent. The scent will drive Therians into a craze, mate..." She said, her leg twitching on its own.
"Oh god. It's like..."
"Yes, laddy. It's loik how the real cats go into heat. S'just thah' us fair beings classified as Therians obviously aren't animools. We can control ouh' impulses. It jus' botters us alot. So, thas' thah'. Bein' near yew from now on may cause me some jitters." She admitted.
Spray Guy nodded. He reached down and picked up another stone, holding it in his hand and swirling it between his fingers. He frowned a bit.
"I'm sorry." He apologized.
She raised her eyebrow. "Ahm! ...Y-Yew duidn' do anythin', laddy. It's me hoo'sat fault." She said, still giving herself shite over not handling her drink well back there. Stupid, stupid, stupid, she thought, continuing her own mental beat down.
"I-I know, but... I can't help but feel like I'm responsible somehow too. Maybe I should have... maybe I should have asked the bartender to like, give you gals no more. I-I probably, probably could have done more. Ah..."
"Nah. I woulda' gotteh' pissed an' probably tried cursin' 'em with bad luck. Yew're not to blame, Jakey boy."
"Alright. Thanks. I understand."
He nodded, and turned back to the pond. He raised his hand and threw, skipping another stone across the way. Seannsa couldn't help but stare into the side of his skull, clenching her jaw, distraught over what she's done.
It wasn't merely an irresponsible act she committed. By having sexual intercourse and basically forcing herself onto the young lad and molesting him, she's unintentionally put him a bind. First of all, every being on Hainei that has experienced sexual activity or ideas is susceptible to the Dark Lord's lustful aspect, the demonic avatar known as the Groper, embodiment of distorted lust and sinful pleasures. Though, perhaps she had to worry more about the Groper's creeping influence than the lad, he was as innocent and dumbfounded as a puppy. He didn't have to worry about replacing his underwear hourly now, did he?
