Great Bear Wilderness [m] forty-eight hours feels so much longer

Though she got the impression from Red's expression that the point wasn't exactly hitting home, Rosalyn was content to leave it at that when her associate failed to question further.  Both were one hundred percent on board with whatever it was they had going here, and that was what's important, right?  Questions only tended to ruin the moment, and Roz was looking to build up to something.

Not even a challenge.  Same page indeed.

Red responded almost immediately, returning the nip and clearly ready to reciprocate.  This time she intended to strike up something a bit different.  Foreplay wasn't high on her list of priorities, but when it came to second encounters, she tended to take advantage.  So, with a low rumble in her throat, she reared to hook her forepaws on Red's back, nipping at her cheek suggestively.  There was no crouch, no play bow, for this wasn't a true spar or child's tussle.  Just a playful, suggestive growl and the heady swish of her tail relayed her intentions... well, that and her obvious attempt to throw off her lover's balance.