Bearclaw Valley you were not made to be understood, you were made to be experienced

Her decision to plop down beside him, rather than mimic his earlier actions, surprised him. He continued to watch her, wondering if it was just an act before she launched at him, but soon realised that, that wasn’t the case. As she licked and nipped at him a low, playful growl worked its way out of his throat. He returned the nips, aiming them all along her cheek before he began mouthing the top of her muzzle.

Alexander stretched out his forelimbs and pawed at her for a short while, then let them fall back down into the snow. His sides were heaving and, by then, his tongue was hanging out the corner of his mouth whilst he panted. Still, he rolled so he was laying on his stomach and was still for a moment before he reached towards her lazily. And though he nipped a few times in the process, his main goal was to lay his head on her side, claiming her as his temporary pillow.