Silvertip Mountain It's my Party

It was a go and so he went at it with vigour, her scent enticing him to bring an energy that had never been there before. It was different, knowing that pups would be a result. But they couldn't just do it once, no, this was just the start. It was the beginning of what would be a restless few days - a fever that would envelope both of them for as long as he heat lasted.

The moment was frought with passion, but also almost mechanical for it was something more than passion driving him forward each time. He briefly wondered how many pups it would result in, before such thoughts were driven out and all he could think of was the act that he was performing. The dance they were partaking in.

She's got Fitz! He's been through it once before at least. Also, forgive any typos - silly phone post.