Moonspear [M] It's all your fault, you called me beautiful

Before instinct had always kept Charon from wanting for more, knowing it to be not their time yet. But now with his nostrils filled with the scent of a female in heat it was easy to mix things up and it was instinct that drove him to pursue her, even if it had been triggered by someone other than Ame.

She moved along his flank and he along hers, occasionally placing a nibble. Charon sniffed at the base of her tail when he reached it, though it provided no extra yearning or drive to his instinctual desire. His posture remained pompous and his intentions were clear when he once more placed a paw sidelong at the end of her back in silent question for approval.