Neverwinter Forest to the races

Eshe let out a girlish screech at the feel of his fangs against her ear, though he had only caught the very tip of it. Still, he had landed a 'blow'! And then he was after her, but she used her momentum to adeptly bound forward. Eshe played the part of a frightened doe, but then whipped back toward him like a protective stag and moved to playfully headbutt whatever part of him was nearest before attempting to dive away.

The alpha had to laugh, she was having so much fun! Perhaps this was meant to be serious, but it was a thrill to learn the trade with the love of her life. Never would her fangs turn cruel to him, for he was her heart, and to hurt him would be to hurt herself! Love poured forth from her eyes, as did her utter delight at spending such time with him in ways she could not have done at the Ridge. There was nothing forbidden in this, now that their love was proclaimed and known, and she felt such freedom and joy that she veritably soared as she moved.