Porcupine Ridge Bought my fate straight from hell

anwyl threw a paw at her nose; vuk jerked backward to avoid it. the two males tangled briefly, and she watched them, tongue lolling, before delivering her own rough kiss to the gamma's cheek before she ran alongside him in pursuit of the young male ahead, who had chosen to be their prey. 

the pleasure of the primal game rose in her throat; she could not help but give a short bark as she lunged forward to nip at anwyl's heels, albeit very gently. they had just started; she did not wish to trip him or end their interlude so quickly. though she could not speak, vuk was very fast, her understated form streamlining her movements. it was the one characteristic in which the female took true pride.