Moonspear inhale the stars, exhale fire [m]

The distance between them was quickly closed, the two wolves meandering towards each other with determination in their step until they finally reached each other. A low growl rumbled in Charon's throat as Amekaze first touched him, lightning shooting through his spine as her teeth ever so gently touched the frays of his lips.

Rough nips were exchanged between them; as she slid past him Charon planted a series of rough nibbles along her spine. He nipped at her tail, then moved after her, following her scent wherever it would lead, intending to take her as his own soon enough, solidifying the claim he had made several months ago.