time for men

okay, time to practice getting in touch with my inner man *giggle*

Colin stood at the edge of the club's dance floor, surveying the mash of bodies grinding against each other. He might never get used to the movements people called dancing these days. What had been wrong with the jives and swings of his youth? Dances like that had taken talent, something the punks in this club wouldn't know if it bit them in their heavily chained pants.

Colin scowled, Kayleigh had him on high alert tonight but wouldn't give him details. He hated when she pulled the silent routine, but knew badgering her for details was useless. Kayleigh would let him know what was going on when she was good and ready, until then all his super senses were on alert.

After all there were times when being half-animal came in handy. Times when being able to smell intentions and feel movements half a second before they were completed would save you life. Colin subtly lifted his head to sniff the atmosphere of the club and cursed. Then again there were times when it could get you in trouble. He sniffed again, catching the fragrance of intense lust unlike any he had ever smelled before.