King Elk Forest one, two! one, two! and through and through

Things happened very quickly after that. First, Dragomir set his teeth to Sugar Glider's nape in an effort to stabilize the wee coyote, but then she was shrieking actual words and the scent of wolf was in his nose and confusion swirled into his consciousness. What? He grappled against her as she struggled, seeking to inhale deeply the scent laced throughout her coat. Not just wolf, but pack wolf. Female. She was way too small to be a wolf, wasn't she..?

And then there was another part of him that responded to this position, to her writhing under him, and before he knew what he was doing, Dragomir was rutting his hips clumsily against her. It was pretty much futile, he didn't understand why he was doing it and didn't know how to do it successfully yet, but some instinct told him that was what he was supposed to do when he was on top of a girl. Nothing happened besides an uncomfortable tension that housed itself between his legs and after a few seconds, Dragomir released Sugar and backed away awkwardly.

I'm s— he attempted, but then a brown-and-gold arrow streaked into the side of him and bowled him over in a cascade of fur and snow. He'd been about to apologize and explain that he mistook her for a coyote, but all he could do now was yelp and snarl and try to sink his teeth into whoever was assaulting him as he flailed around for a foothold.