Redhawk Caldera jaguar

Though not implicitly aware that he would be working his way from the bottom, it wasn't something he minded or hadn't expected. Still, his nature dictated that he try to usurp any male outranking him, and instinct now insisted that he fight to claim her, making his intrinsic nature a quaking faultline ready to crack. Fox turned away from him, her scent drawing him more than any one motion of her small, wiry body. He came close, giving her side just above her hip a tentative bump with his muzzle, testing her receptiveness, eager to know if she would let him court her.

"I need you," he said then, his tone strained by his own candor, though he felt unafraid to address the needs of his body and spirit. He withdrew from her side, prepared for her ire. "Everything in me is..." on fire. "Let me have you," he didn't let up, despite his place, despite his chances; "let me spend my life repaying you." He would clearly need to be put in his place.