Steamy Encounters He was on a very important mission. Undeniably important – so important that it was vital he didn't fail! He'd have to use every inch of his strength, his agility, and his knowledge, to make sure he wasn't spotted on his quest. Which was why he was perched in a tree branch, high enough to have a good overview of both sides of an open bathhouse, where men and women frolicked around like innocent little lambs, unaware of the predator wolf watching them. Running a hand through his deliberately messy hair, Ben squinted. If only he had a telescope, he could enjoy the view properly! Instead, he leaned forward, unawares of his blonde hair that could now be seen from below. "Oh yes, please stand up!" he murmured to himself, cheeks flushing in excitement. @Taiga
Wrapped from head to toe in thick white towels, Taiga exited the bath and made to go back to the changing room. She really disliked baths of all varieties. Especially those in bathhouses, they were always too hot and then you prune up and that’s just disgusting. Also, she struggled to swim and tended to splash around a lot, which when you add in her physique and body type as well as certain assets.. she looked a lot younger than she actually is. Awkward. She had to make it go as fast as possible. Either way now, it was done. She would be clean for a while now which was fair enough. After her last adventure in the rainfall of the forest, she had been caked in layers of thick mud and that necessitated the use of a bath. As she was to leaving the bath, her cat ears twitched. Once and then twice. Was there a voice nearby. She had made sure no-one was in the bath when she went in and she knew no-one had passed her since. Meaning, there was someone else… Meaning...there was a… Taiga looked up and saw it, hidden, lying in the tree. Something dark, half-hidden in shadow. Someone with blond hair?! Taiga’s anger broke as quickly as anything. With several ferocious kicks, Taiga slammed her foot hard against the trunk of the tree causing it to shake – again and again. “Have a nice fall, you filthy pervert mongrel.”
He'd been so focused on watching that sweet trickle of water, dipping into a trim belly button and then lower, he had not spotted the little girl leaving the bathhouse. The branch shook under him, once, twice, and then Ben was toppling out of the tree with a yelp. With an agility that he lacked in real life, Ben softened the fall by rolling into the ground, tucking his head into his chest but still biting his tongue. "Gah!" he cried out mid-roll, using the momentum to throw himself back to a standing position. "What the hell?" he asked, looking around wildly. Yes, he could see the little girl glaring up at him, but he enjoyed her expression as he deliberately kept his gaze just above her head. "Where'd that voice come from?" He made a show of turning around in place, even putting a hand above his eyes and squinting into the distance. Ben never knew somebody could turn so red and purple! Was that steam coming out of her ears?
By now, Taiga had snapped, her face had turned from a deep red color to a deep purple. Her eyes had come paper thin and the fur which stood on her ears and tail was on end. Taiga let out a terrible sigh of exasperation and annoyance as she planned her next move. Meanwhile, the stupid pervert was looking around over her head, trying to avoid her gaze. Somehow that just pissed her off even more. Without any delay in thinking, Taiga drew her fist back and slammed it into the boy’s chest. “Filthy mongrel,” she roared. However, Taiga didn’t stop there, she continued to smash her fist into his chest over and over. Each time crying out a different insult. “Slimy Octopus. Disgusting pile of filth. You sewer rat! MONGREL, I will end you!” In between all this anger and fighting, Taiga had failed to take in account that her towel which had been secured well enough to move from the bath to the changing room has begun to slip. With each punch it was slowly becoming more and more loose until it… fell. Taiga’s entire body was on show to the pervert and that didn’t bode well for him...
He threw his hands up as the first punch met his chest. "Whoa there, tiger!" he cried out, taking a step back. It wasn't that it hurt, it was just annoying that she kept throwing punches at him. Plus, those insults! She'd already used mongrel, couldn't @Taiga at least be kind enough to throw original things at him? He turned his body to the side. "I don't like hitting little girls unless they deserve it," he said matter-of-factly, "but you're acting, like, super naughty right now, kiddo! Do I have to bend you over the knee and spa–" Whatever other words were on the tip of his tongue quickly died as the towel unravelled and fell, revealing... a pathetically flat body. He backed up hastily, mockingly throwing his hands over his eyes. "My sweet, virgin eyes! How dare you go around flashing innocent men!" he cried out. The silence continued for a while longer, long enough for Ben to actually pull his hands down slightly to check what was going on.
He blinked as he realized the other girl had... left? When did she even-- he pushed his jaw up, closing his gaping mouth. Had she gotten so embarrassed that she'd, what, poofed into nothingness? Huh. Ben was tempted to climb up the tree and continue his spying, but in all the commotion, his... targets... had scattered. Damn. He'd have to find another day for this. With a sigh, he stalked off back into the nearby city. [FIN]
