Porcupine Ridge keep it in your pants, son

He did not understand her; her ways were beyond him and he could not fathom her need to have this challenge, to have Capriccio 'take him back'. Taggarik belonged to no one. To him she was, in a word, crazy. Snarling, he was about to run her off by force, but Capriccio swept past him and met the woman's challenge. He dare not stoke the fire of her ire by denying her this choice, and before he knew it, the black female was surrendering, and she turned to leave.

That was it?

Once more he found himself disoriented by the strangeness of the situation. His muscles were still tensed, and his tail twitched with agitation as he stared after the retreating figure.