Ankyra Sound i came with that .38, i'm leavin' with a body

Grezig saw red as she tasted his blood and flesh, but before she could lunge again, his teeth were at her neck. Her own teeth were bared and she attempted to twist her head around to snap at him again, but he held her firmly. His body draped over the top of hers—a dominant position, and one that implied… something else.

Without thinking, she swished her tail out of the way, planting her back paws firmly into the ground for support, and pushed up and against him. This was pure instinct. She did not know this man, nor feel much of anything for him. Even her anger was only driven by instinct. Later she would, perhaps, apologize for drawing blood. In normal spars, she attempted not to be so violent.

Now all she wanted was what her body told her. She pushed up against him again, insistent.

I don’t do the wolf seks, so would you mind fading to black? <3