Emberflame Ridge Burning incandescently

His response toward her did little to abate natural instinct and instead encouraged it. Saghani went positively rigid as he became ecstatic in his submission before yielding and accepting, growling her approval and not bristling at all. She mimicked perfectly what she saw within her mind, something she had seen her mother and father do time and time again to their subordinates. Saghani possessively moved to push herself against her, embedding her scent into his without quite thinking. She shifted her gaze to the horizon and noted his approach again in her peripherals; her chin moved downward slightly, not enabling him to go near her vulnerable throat quite yet but not preventing him from any other area upon her features. Her tail waved, encouraging, as she tried to bowl against him to press him to the earth again in a now, at least, playful show of dominance.

But her attempt was halfhearted and she withdrew before colliding, and as his attention shifted so too did her own. The cliffside. She had every intent to climb it, to investigate more. But now it was late; she did not know the area so well as to traverse it when black ice could betray any move they made upward on the face of that thing. So she swung ahead of him and moved in a crescent-moon around him, licking her chops and looking only at him. Her intent to remain seemed clear, to her, in her own stillness... and then she sniffed loudly, thinking again of food. Perhaps they could scavenge by night and hunt by day, to see what they could bring down? They had made their own silent pact, and Saghani looked now back to him.