Fairspell Meadow Fine mom

The girl lifted her head to see the man changed drastically. She give a small, sweet, smile. Lyda purred lightly before moving now her head to his chest, and scooted closer to him. "What?" she purred. She gently ran her tongue over his chest, just to see how he would react before continuing. She liked the way he was confused, not knowing what to do. Thought deep down she knew if she acted this way around anyone else, her pelt would be scattered all over the Wilds. She moved closer, their fur mixing. This was oddly unnatural for her.