Porcupine Ridge Dripping like a saturated sunrise

It was a bit unexpected when the male went to sniff her butt, and her posture stiffened for a moment with surprise as he did so. A second later Kesan relaxed, even going as far as to sweep her tail out of the way to encourage him. She was not known for modesty where she came from, and it didn't look like that would change anytime soon. Kesan couldn't remember the last time her butt had been sniffed. It was definitely a practice that seemed to be decreasing in these areas. It was a funny feeling, someone's breath on your rear end. Quite interestingly, it sort of tickled.

Kesan took the opportunity to sniff Farstep's rump, trying to maintain the same gentleness as he had but not quite managing it. She continued to sniff and take in his scent, waiting for him to back off first. Butt sniffing was not a practice everyone enjoyed, and being quite a flirty creature at times, why wouldn't she make the most of the opportunity to thoroughly examine someone's butt?