Barrow Fields Lord, show [m]e how to say no to this

A wolf of platinum and sand emerged to greet her, the rumble in his chest exciting her. The woman rolled in the grass, spreading her scent further, before laying on her side, her head lifted to watch the large man approach. She rumbled in return, her tail thumping on the ground before settling, parallel with her body, if not higher, to grant the man a better view.