The Chief Mechanical Engineer

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by Folwilliar

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The Western & Atlantic Railroad's Chief Mechanical Engineer. She's a girl who works very hard, blood and guts into her job, and thus...she also plays very hard. It's said that she has a place to go and unwind, and a boy or girl to unwind with, in just about every small village and big town along the W&A's right of way. Mind you, she won't tell her secrets. One could say she wares a firm gag at all times.

The female lupin whipped around to welcome the newcomer, upon which the glare she had been casting at Chief quickly turned into a broad smile. Her fur was a light gray and cream, or at least what could be seen from around her denim coat and long thick trousers, and her long mousy brown hair rolled back between her pointed ears to end at the small of her back. Sharp strong blue eyes and beautiful eyelashes accented her wolfish muzzle with its black nose. It was those sharp eyes that grabbed the Tramp's attention. They visibly glowed at his arrival and despite her soft feminine features, they held an iron clad determination. As she swung around, her thick bushy tail flicked back and forth behind her legs.

“Yes, someone with brains indeed,” She rolled her eyes before extending a hand. “Good evening Tramp. Long time, no see.”

“Same to you, Miss Aleu,” The Tramp gave the wolf a hearty handshake. There was a surprising amount of strength behind those slender fingers.

The Tramp looked over at Aleu, who had crossed her arms over her chest. He could see something was up by the look in her eyes. He had known Aleu for many years, from the time when the she-wolf was a fellow member of the engine crews. She had fought off and defied many who said she wouldn't have been fit for engine service, as well as many a suitor who attempted to woo her from her rail-born calling. To say she was attractive was an understatement. Even under the layers of denim and wool, the fine curves of her slender wolven body where unmistakable. If he had been on his own and in his more carefree days, the Tramp wouldn't have thought twice of making a pass at her. As it was, he considered the woman a friend, and held her in respect as a fellow railroader. She had gone into her position through a combination of tenacity and intelligence. She wasn't one to make uncalculated decisions.

Excerpt from "The Yonah"

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Type: Picture/Pinup

Published: 2 years, 4 months ago

Rating: General

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