Lost Creek Hollow baby please come home.

lmao! No little surprise blue-nosers.

He was just about there, they were just about united in a moment of passion, when she growled and snapped at him, her teeth barely missing the unsuspecting flesh. She fled from beneath him, whirled on him, and stared, and he stared back. He was suddenly jolted back to reality, but the amid the rapid beat of his heart and his slightly shaken breath, there was still a thrum of fierce desire, and also a sharp pain.

Still in a haze and not thinking clearly, he tried to step closer to her again. "Why wouldn't I," he murmured. His head lowered, his ears flattened, and a soft whine passed his lips as he tried to soothe her, appease her, still commanded primarily by his instincts. He continued to sneak closer, his muzzle reaching for her.