Blacktail Deer Plateau you could have it all

he meant to tease her, but the smoulder of her eyes tested his resolve. she answered in his tongue and he responded with a small growl, baring his teeth in the dim light as he swept the fur upon her nape into a cowlick with a wet kiss. his own plume rose with the dominance of the movement -- he welcomed the challenge that perhaps she would pose -- but her stance was inviting. wanting.

stepping 'round her with careful tread, lasher lay his muzzle across one hip and raised his foreleg to draw her into place, though his movements lacked the true intent of their union just yet.