Bearclaw Valley oh holy ghost, how have i wandered so far from my home?

The way she recoiled had hesitance creeping back up through the back of his mind, his advance slowing. His ears fell flat and another whine slithered its way up and out of his throat, but she rolled before he could come to a complete stop. The sight had his ears popping back up and body relaxing, as well as enticed him closer. His steps were quick-paced, closing the distance between them with ease. And, should she not move, he’d trail his nose through the fur of her underbelly, eyeing the source of the scent before turning his head back to face her.

Mouthing at her paws and nipping at her chest, Alexander tried to incite play to get her back on her feet and responding to his attempts at courtship. Because although he loved the sight of submission, that wasn’t what he wanted right now.