Carltober: Dawn Hound outfit
“Does this make me look fat?” Carl said, strutting into the room.
“Obviously” Flynn answerred bluntly.
He slapped his squamate tail on the couch, not out of happiness like a dog but simply to motion the ram to come over. Carl happily obliged, snuggling in against his boyfriend.
“What are you even dressed up as?” Flynn said, licking the ram’s cheek, “I can’t keep up with your super hero shit.”
“The successor to Superwolf, I take it? Because you sure don’t look like a dog to me.”
“Gladly so” Flynn shrugged assholeishly.
And they kissed.