Griffin smiled to himself as he looked around -- perfectly tranquility. No one around, no noises, no machines, and no loud people around to ask him questions or poke at his stomach. Despite his many years of going around Azeroth, people would poke and gawk at his stature, and at certain times of the year, his girth when there were bigger, scarier, and fatter creatures out there than a man like Griffin.
He heard the sound of rustling behind him and assumed it would be nothing more than a small creature, curious at the bear that had stepped far from the path. When Griffin turned to look at the creature, he had to look up at it -- and it wasn’t anything small. A damned Tauren, but one with a look in his eyes that didn’t mean he was about to die. Griffin narrowed his gaze as he looked over to the bull and gave a friendly smile.
“ -- Hello. Did I, uh. Did I disturb you?” He asked innocently, uncertain if the other could understand him. There was a double take to the Tauren in front of him as Griffin spotted the curve of an erection, one that seemed to throb and grow in the bear’s presence. His nose picked up the scent of the Tauren, but it was something more than just a big bull. This damn thing was in heat. Griffin kept that smile on his face to hide any fear as he took a couple cautious steps back.
