The Tangle when you grow older and all those boys grow tired of you

Damn.

Her back legs tremble while she comes down from on high and Blixen pulls away. Mallaidh turns her head as she comes ‘round and up against her, nose into her mane. Other than what little experience she has, she hadn’t known what to expect, and it may have been awkward at first but there is no denying Blixen got a crescendo out of her.

When she can’t keep her leg from crumpling, she drops her rear and turns slightly. Blixen’s words seem foreign and Mallaidh rumbles a growl. She gestures downward with her nose and lowers her front legs, hoping to curl and tangle into one another.