Stavanger Bay Nature's Nobility: A Wizarding Genealogy

Stretching languidly, Szymon rose to his paws, his golden eyes afire with love and longing for his mate. Trailing teasing kisses along her jawline and nape, he sauntered with as much suavity as he could toward her hindquarters for the Second Coming — the Big Bang. Drawing breath, he rose above her to summon again their mutual spirit animal — the eight-legged, two-tailed, two-headed beast of lust. Above the crash of the waves, an ethereal voice, booming and resonant, could almost be heard.