Biography
Canter Jr. yawned, his reddish-gray pelt illuminated in the fiery gaze of the sun. He felt eyes on him and turned to see Hog Nog hurriedly looking away. A smile toyed at the edges of his muzzle, a game in mind. He was handsome for a young male, many females knowing it, and toying with their hearts was a shameless activity the wolf enjoyed. Oh how their hearts fluttered at his icy gaze. Then again, Hog Nog was beautiful too.
Not yet, he decided and moved to where Sandy and Lydia were sitting, discussing some hunting maneuver they had seen Chester do. Smiling as he sat down beside them, he winked at Lydia, causing the young female to nervously twitch her ears. Sandy rolled her eyes at him, but Canter could sense her pulse race a bit.
"Are you two the sun? Because I do believe you blinded me with your beauty," Canter said with a soft barking laugh.
"Funny. Chester used that one last week. And the old mole used it yesterday," Sandy scoffed, shaking her head. Lydia looked flattered however and glanced at her paws in embarrassment.
"Of course. With the amount of wisdom you have, it is difficult to try and outwit you. I guess I just have to accept how smart you are," Canter sighed, hiding his smile when he saw her waver at that. She had fallen right for it as always.
Chester came over just then, inviting them for a hunt. Both seemed reluctant to go, Sandy actually hesitating for a few seconds before following Lydia into the forest. Casting Canter a suspicious look, the stormy-gray male went after them, disappearing into the shrubbery.
Stretching his front legs, Canter settled in for a nap. The fun would not be able to continue till they came back, so he might as well wait. Always extra time in his day to win over even the iciest of hearts. Today, he just got Sandys.
~Written by #243105
Breeding Info
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Preferences
Clean
G3
133 Pounds
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Spring 
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