Silver Creek Butterflies fly away

Calloon had never even thought he would be in this kind of situation. Sex, mating, women swinging their hips... Those were all but distant fantasies that crept up on him every now and then. He wasn't strong enough to be a father. He couldn't even talk to his children if he ever got them or tell his mate how much he loved her. She wouldn't even know his name, his ambitions, the sound of his voice... He wouldn't even be able to wish her goodnight or sing her to sleep.

But "that time"... it was right now. And he was right there. Did she want him? Or was he just at the right place at the right time? She was pretty... But he found everyone pretty, was it enough to act upon urges he had never even felt before? His tail wagged behind him as he shyly shrugged, but his golden ringed eyes soon found hers. Was she just playing with him?