"Ah, fuck. Gotta nut..." He mutters, starting to slam in harder and faster, his knot squelching in and out of the tight hole it was buried in. It isn't long before he's cumming, groaning as he fills up the sheep boy's with cream .
He chuckles and rubs his heads. "Enjoying the sheep, huh? I suppose a wolf in sheep's clothing joke would be appropriate here, but I can't really think of one." He says, chuckling.
The two trek out i to the woods in search of game. An hour goes by before they find two sets of tracks. One is larger withclaws, the other smaller with hooves and paws.
"Hmm... The smaller one could be like... Breeding stock or something, right?" He murmurs, looking down at Rex, before pointing to the smaller one. "I hope we can breed it. We need meat..." He mumbles.
Rex sniffs at the prints before slowly following the scent. It takes them all over the famn place and much deeper into the forest. Eventually it comes to a hollow pit under a tree with a nest built in it. The beast isnt home right now.
Rex lays on top of him likevthe doof he is. Time slowly crawls by before the beast comes back. It looks to be a cross of a pigh and a dog... A pog if you would. The front half is like a boar with corse fur, snout and tusks while the back is a dogs with paws and a tail. A spikey mohawk runs down its back ands its body is fairly barrel shaped.
He narrows his eyes, gripping the spear tightly. His body tenses up, his muscles trembling slightly with barely contained power. He had to wait... Wait till it exposed some kind of weak spot...