Lost Creek Hollow wish i could prove i love you.

Mordecai collided with her, but fortunately it was far gentler than it could have been.  Harlyn growled and snapped playfully at him as he circled her, dancing right along in an effort to bite at his neck as he worried her back with his nips.  Her tail was arched upon her back, waving excitedly in an expression of her amusement, but also for a far more primitive, instinctual purpose.

Somewhere in her mind, she wondered if the scent of her heat would dissuade him from pursuing what they were both so obviously after; if maybe he would stop if he realized that going too far could result in them becoming parents.  The excitement of the game far outweighed her paranoia though, and it was completely gone in the next moment when she thrust herself against him in an attempt to knock him over, reaching again with her jaws to try and latch harmlessly upon his scruff.