Mount Apikuni don't go out tonight

She lingers close enough that he can feel her while not really feeling her all the same.  His lip quivers to reveal his teeth while her muzzle lingers there, and he extends to her a low rumble. 

The poison of his gaze never wavers, but he exposes both his stomach and his throat to her in a show of good faith, narrow wrists tucked to his skeletal ribcage to allow her room on the ledge.  Inspect me all you want.  Touch me, almost like a dare.