Blackfeather Woods how do i tell love from the taste of blood on my tongue?

When another approaches, Currituck does not shy away. She recognizes the scent and moves closer, allowing herself to be picked up with minimal protest and instead is offered gentle licks of cleaning. She relieves the discomfort swollen inside her. It’s one thing to smell a presence, but finally seeing the blurry white form towering over her gives her a chance for soft coos of pleasure as she’s tended too. These moments are few and far between, even with the touch of her mother, but she enjoys them all the same. It is entirely unknown this isn’t a normal way of living and accepts things as they continue to happen.
 
Only a few days ago have her ears popped open, giving her the world of sound, and she wiggles the tiny things upon her head eagerly. Eagerly, she moves forward, embracing the warmth of her chest and squirming eagerly between Tahani’s front legs.