The Dawn of New

The beast allowed her jaws to guide him, and soon he found himself pressed against her as she brought his muzzle down to her level. It was a strain on his legs, trying to keep himself aloft and not putting his weight on her. But he persisted, even as she released him. Instead she placed her head on top of his, and as she howled her victory, Raheerah unleashed an open-mouthed rumbling. His nose and lips pressed the side of her neck, tempting him to turn into it and the warmth it radiated. But she released him soon enough. She had her victory, she won, and Raheerah pushed forward his ears in mild amusement. "Nnnooo." He agreed, and found his gums revealing in a hellish toothy sneer.

She was tricky - none could ease him into a game, though it was his desire to bring up her mood that prompted him to abide by her. If that was what she wanted, he would do it, even if it meant play. Raheerah drew back his head and straightened up slightly, but still held her between his front paws which were stretched out at her sides. He cocked his head to look down at her, analyzing her expression. The smile remained on his lips, keepish its devilish air. "Haaaave yoouu satisfiieed your neeed for playy, or shaall I attempt to best you once mooree?" He rumbled, licking his jaws.