Chimera Fields bear necessities

He nestled against her, burying his head against her bosom as he asked her about fleas. Given the scenario, it was far too late for any kind of real concern. Instead, Kerosene continued the jest as a way of keeping the conversation moving. Or rather, lack there of. It seemed a large number of women in these parts were the strong silent types. A personality he found more becoming of men than the ladies he continued to encounter. No matter. If she didn't want to talk, he was quite adept at carrying on a one-sided conversation. Traveling alone made for a lot of practice in talking to oneself.

She caught him again. They rolled, placing his back against the ground only this time she belly flopped on him and let gravity hold him steady. He wasn't expecting it. A little pressure maybe, but not the full weight of her body. Damn. Girl knew how to eat. She was solid. Thick. Sturdy. A lot of muscle on that one and heavy at that. Her weight, was enough to knock the breath out of him momentarily. The second her teeth went for his ear though? Hot damn. This. This was why he could be okay with a woman on top. 

He lifted a hind foot to kick at her side. If he could flip her again, he could return the favor, but she was quick to show him she had other ideas. The silverish, white-gray wolf rolled off of him and sauntered away. Kero found his footing and followed suit, shaking out his dusty red pelt for a moment before he countered and lifted a paw to bat at her ears. "Is that right?" he said, landing the first paw and going in with the other. He landed again and moved, circling around to snatch up her tail. "What exactly might I have to worry about?"