Grouse Thicket Schmoyoho, accent on the yo.

He had always been a wolf of few words. Even as a child, he'd never talked much. Now, he only spoke to gain information to find his aokkatti and the two wolves that Towhee had tasked him with finding (or at least keeping an eye out for). She approached him and spoke, although the words were in one ear and out the other. As was his custom, Kaertok would not simply mount anything in season that he happened across. Even if he would never see them, even if none were born of this coupling, Kaertok wanted his children to be strong.

Besides, the best foreplay was fighting, right?

Kaertok lowered his front half, the rushed Towhee, hoping to catch her off balance. He wanted to see how well she could fight. He wanted to see if she was worthy. If she was, she would get what she desired.