Porcupine Ridge Bought my fate straight from hell

vuk lowered herself immediately in deference as a male approached, displaying his higher rank with an admirable bravado. while she did not lick his chin -- she reserved such for their leaders -- the girl gave a low whine, tailtip flagging between her thighs in affable submission.

if anwyl thought they would hold a conversation on the lacked properties of their gamma, he was sorely mistaken. vuk gave a nod, then turned her gaze upon farstep. the man was staring at her, and the woman lowered her eyes, a hot flush assaulting her cheeks below her fur. 

already the introvert within vuk was crying out, but she did not retreat -- her own plume waved in response and she stepped forward to explore the hairs of farstep's pelt, if he allowed.