Wheeling Gull Isle we are the stars

Ruo was stilled, unmoving for what seemed the longest time but was only seconds before she offered him silent gesture to come within. Olo was hesitant only long enough to make sure she was certain before slipping into the confines of the opening under the large rock. Turning around inside he would situate himself to be facing the den opening as she had, side by side with her. His breath is hitched, trying to calm himself but even on days when she was not in heat she drove him wild. 

@Ying and the warning of physical punishment should he lie with Ruo, never even crossed his mind at this moment. Not once. The only thing, the only one,  he could focus on was the beachy woman at his side. He tests the waters as he lowers himself by her, the red fur along his side close enough to mingle with the sands of her own. His muzzle reaches to her, preening and licking the fur behind her ears and along her nape. Whatever were to happen, tonight Aiolos was hers and hers alone.