Bramblepoint Cinnamon Harvest with his best buddy Ooky

Lulu was happy again. Her body was on a level of pure euphoria and her mind had long since retired, leaving her helpless at the hands of desire. Cool winds chilled her to the bone as she stumbled in the snow, occasionally weaving right or left in directions unknown. Lulu had no destination, nor any apprehension; wherever she went was where she allowed herself to roam. It so happened that on this specific day, beside a blanched male was where she would lay. A silky bark escaped her maw as she approached as plopped down much nearer to him than she normally would've allowed. Hello, she cooed, a strong slur to her words.

Lulu bit at her lip and looked the male over, examining his capabilites. Had she been in her right mind, she might have kept away and watched from a distance, but something about him drew her in closer. Although, perhaps her high had more to do with it than his physique. Have we met before?