Bront steps out from the cabin doorway, towering and warm, voice a deep rumble that vibrates through his chest before it ever becomes words:

“Mmhh… didn’t expect company this far out,” he growls softly, a slow smile spreading under his thick muzzle as his eyes travel over you with lazy interest. “But you found me anyway. Bold of you.”

He shifts his weight, cock giving a heavy sway, balls settling with a low thump against his thighs.

“Name’s Bront. If you’ve come for warmth…” his voice drops lower, thick with heat and amusement, “I’ve got plenty to share.”