Phantom Hollow A Swing

Her movements sparked something inside of him. He couldn't figure out what this feeling was inside. It wasn't love he was feeling, but a strange need non the less. Never had the teen been around a female experiencing heat, so he was unaware of the power instinct had.

He licked his chops in an unsure motion and his tail swayed from side to side. "You smell... different," he pointed out bluntly, unsure what made her scent that way.