Totoka River turn of the tides

If she could fill the gap that Ying had created, though unwillingly, then Tzila would do so. Not out of selfishness or greed. But for his sake, if that's what made him feel better. She found his well-being important to her. And Ying's too, although they may never be able to retrieve his friend again. Flames licked down her spine, making her quiver. Damn the timing of this! Why, why now?! Sometimes Tzila really didn't like what spring did to wolves, messing with their hormones. And this extra dash of drama...it wasn't needed.

Issuing a low, rumbling growl of approval, she craned her neck, reaching for his own where she sifted through his fur, teeth clashing gently. His ministrations were appreciated, lighting electricity under her skin, making it twitch and quiver under those hairs. Her tail lashed, fanning that addictive drug-like aroma towards him. Engulfing him. Turning to press her flank upon his opposing side to form a ying-yang sort of formation, she reached for the junction of his hipbone and lower spine, mouthing him softly.