Kildeer Rest i need a girl like you

saarthal tensed. she could feel just how close the other girl was for that mere second, and if wolves could sweat nervously, she probably would've filled a bucket by now. lanawyn's tongue drew over her ear, leaving a tingling wetness, and saarthal licked her lips, trying to suppress the grin that threatened to burst onto her face. yes! then she thought of what lanawyn had said and wait, she doesn't want to do it does she? because for all her flirting and interest in girls saarthal didn't know how — like she knew how reproduction worked, but she was pretty sure girl on girl action was not reproductive so, like, what happens down there? 

saarthal glanced up at lanawyn, eyes quietly following the action of the other girl's tail. maybe, she was just overthinking. maybe, she didn't mean it like that. and whatever, even if...she did...saarthal would just have to figure it out as she went. just wing it, you know. it'll probably involve licking — everything involves licking — and did they, like, shove some random thing into — !!! no, no. not going there. stop.

she pushed those thoughts away aggressively. mustering up a faux sense of confidence and a light-hearted attitude, saarthal bounded forward to catch up with lanawyn. "well, i think you're special," the yearling replied breezily, though not without a subtle underlying layer of soft sincerity.