Neverwinter Forest When I'm with you

“Eshe,” he practically growled her name, the nuzzle of her warmth against him, the scent of her urging him to nip at her flank. “Eshe, love, shh,” he murmured, his muzzle then seeking out her cheek to brush against it. Did she understand what was happening? His eyes were gentle upon her, his breathing becoming more forceful as he attempted to take calmer breaths. “You’re in heat, love,” he clarified, his brows lifting up, wondering the impact of this statement. “We can’t – unless you think the pack could handle two litters?”
 
It was not logic that spurned him in that moment. Of course the pack could not handle two litters. They were newly settled. He had hoped Kaskara’s brood would be older when Eshe had come to hear.. and yet here they were.. and he could not remove himself from her or the situation. He crooned at her, his tail sweeping through the air as he made to embrace her once more, his tongue sweeping across the bridge of her nose in affection.