Bearclaw Valley icewo[m]an

It was when he matched pace with her that Ikkalrok found what it was she sought as he found his end. Ikkalrok herself melted, her mind numbed. When he dismounted, and sought to move away, the pain of it caused Ikkalrok to turn around and snap defensively. What are you doing?, her body language asked of him, ears flattening and thrusting back up again. She looked to him, and sought to step away again... but the pain of it caused Ikkalrok to not attempt it again.

She tilted her head, a low rumble emitted to reveal her confusion. It was her first time as well as he, and she had not witnessed her predecessors engaging in the activity; she had left, before all of that. Ikkalrok did not feel too fussed over it, tired now, though still looked to him for an answer if he might have one.