Dragoncrest Cliffs I have sharp teeth inside my mouth,

Sangilak rumbled at his nudge, but did not push him away. Instead she turned to draw against his side again, nipping him to spurr him into a trot so that they could move together as the small unit that they would be, that they would become this day; it seemed inevitable, and Sangilak could resist him no longer. If he moved with her, they would move together ear-to-ear. She would accept him as her equal, now and always. Her eyes had found a secluded portion, the cliffs providing an intimate and small area. With a quick burst of speed Sangilak moved beneath an overhang; with it being near the end of the territory, it seemed cave-ish, and yet there was an escape from the opposite end to move deeper into the beyond if it was wished. Still, it was here Sangilak loitered, sniffing the earth loudly for signs of predators or danger. 

When none was found, she looked over her shoulder to the male who had followed her here, a low and encouraging whine coming from between her teeth.