Neverwinter Forest [m] how can I see the world like you do?

His tail still wagged as he rose upright and she came towards him -- he was still waiting for the rules of the game -- it was so calm and methodical and different and he had not really an idea what she was playing at. With Cupid he had been confused, Zephyr had done more what he had sort of expected. This? He was lost, just when he'd thought he'd figured things out. 

His neck stung -- and not in a bad way. He'd expected an actual game -- like something he'd played years ago -- but this felt far more adult. He shifted in his spot as she came back around, resisting the temptation to just chase after her. Look, as much as he wanted to think he was amazing and the best thing ever, he still hadn't learned too much patience. Her tail whisked by his face and he leaned towards it, but stayed where he was (barely).

His smile shifted to looking somewhat sly, but inwardly he was feeling kind of like a dope. Now it was his turn. Oh man. He had like five seconds to decide and that included walking towards her like she had to him and he wasn't entirely sure what those earlier mentioned rules were. He moved forward, careful, calculated steps, he was close enough that his breath slightly ruffled the ends of her fur, but not touching. He slowed, almost to a pause, reaching out to drag the tips of his teeth through the fur at her spine from her shoulders to mid-way down her back. -- He didn't circle around her then -- it might be too tempting -- but there he quickly brushed away, circling on himself as he moved back to where he had started with far less hurry, watching her, and honestly wondering if he'd done right or if he should pretend he was totally not done and make a second pass.