Blackwater Islands take me into your loving arms

Kalika wanted Whip to assert himself. She wanted him to come after her, pull her into him, show her that he held power over her head. That being said, the only logical move to make next was to run. 

She turned, her tail curled high above her back to reveal her rump to him and began at a slow trot. This soon quickened into a sprint, a sweet little giggle pouring from her lips. Having no plan to stop, she looked over her shoulder to see if he had followed or not. Though she suspected that he had allowed his hormones to cloud his common sense, Kalika knew not to expect low things of anyone when there were so many things between them that went unsaid.