Sleepy Fox Hollow i am going to cover myself with ashes of you and nobody's gonna give a damn

Ukko finds it hard to admit that both his body and mind want the same thing and the fact she hadn’t darted off now that she’s in an easy spot to do so. He’s quick on his feet, feeling the pull of his legs to close the distance between them but somehow he’s managed to tell them otherwise and planted they’ve remained. Even if he puffed himself up, made himself look bigger (a decision he hadn’t really made so much as… it just happened), the urge to be the best candidate for her estrus remains high. There are no other wolves to compare to and her scent is confusing that he can’t determine if she belongs to another.

“Where are you going?”