The Sunspire the world was on fire

as if summoned by the warm smoke of his name, sighed onto frigid air, stigmata appeared at her hip with a cocksure sway; drawing his long muzzle along the slender curve of her waist with a thrumming growl and an elfin nip. he felt his pulse quicken as her warmth began to radiate into him, and without reservation the powerful wolf sought to bury himself along her side - entrenching her with his scent while claiming her perfume as his own. his stiff, rumbling body seemed interested in only making one thing clear.

mine.