Moonspear Down a route I think is heading south [M]

She broke away as a scent reached her, that of Charon. Panic set in, she sent a desperate glance toward her mate before stumbling a distance away. She remained silent while the two spoke, huddling in a submissive stance. She screamed for Harley's touch, wished a thousand curses on Charon and simply huddled there, confused. Why...

But then it started to make sense. Amekaze, memories of things told to her, they flowed together and completed the picture. Heat; she was in heat. She knew very little of this, but perhaps that explained her odd feelings and her desperate urge for Harley's touch. She whined, looking at Charon imploringly. What would happen now? She was still trying to understand this, shooting Harley a look. She would stay silent, for now.