Duck Lake if you're mad, too bad, sounds like a personal issue

Blood splattered all over the pure cream of Prialux's coat, and she licked her lips as she evaluated her kill. She wouldn't have wasted a moment to dive right into the feast, but she wasn't alone. His voice rang through the warm summer wind, reaching her ears which sprung right up along with the rest of her body. For an instant Prialux thought of fleeing, feeling surrounded and under attack, but that impulse faded as she found the calm in his bright blue eyes. He wasn't threatening her, not for a single moment, and so Prialux's racing heartbeat started to settle down slowly.

You can take it if you want, she says as her ears fall behind her head. Her eyes shift away from him and her tail hides right between her thighs, she's basically begging him to leave her alone, but doesn't find the strength to up and leave despite having every chance.