Blackfeather Woods hello operator [m]

A whimper caught his attention. Grim turns to find his mate, tail wagging, standing behind him. There was something different about her. His large, dark form walks to her. "Ohen?" He questions, thinking that the male had attempted to hurt his mate again. But then a scent tickles his nose as he steps closer to her. Grim looks at Lusa lovingly.  It was the scent of a female in heat. She needed him. He rubs his muzzle into her neck fur, tail mimicking her own. He sniffs again, growling as her smell surrounds him. He kisses her along the neck, then over her back. "Now? Here?" He questions eagerly, lust fogging his mind. Was there somewhere she wanted to go? Grim can't think of any places, but looks around. They are out in the open here. Any of the males could come across them and interrupt. They could find an abandoned cave somewhere in the territory or a spot deep within the maze under Blackfeather. 

He pulls away to look her in the eyes. Even with the possibility of a male coming across them, Grim wouldn't mind just taking her here. His gaze shifts from her eyes to look hungrily over her body. He reaches forward to lick the scars along her rump and one that reached down her leg. He will have to ask how she earned those. Leaning back to look into her eyes again, he whines. He was poking out of his sheath. She has come to him and he won't deny his mate. He would never deny her.