Hoshor Plains We’re All Here For A Little Fun

The she-wolf rumbled deep in her throat as the male delicately nibbled along her jawline and ear, curling around him to nip at the base of his tail before dancing away with a joyful bark. All this flirting was causing her heart to race. "It is!" She thrilled, dipping into a play-bow, tail held high with a quick wag.

This wolf-dog made Auriel very pleased, he was strong and impressive. She had never wished for the mating season more. However she was not stupid, new to flirtation and love, but not blind. Donovan liked his woman as much as his prey by the seems of it. "Your...pack? The blood-red canyon? I'm not sure...if I would fit with your kind." 

She could not turn this down, this was her chance. And she was awfully lonely. "If you are sure, but what would your pack leader say?" She raised herself to brush her entire body against his, tail fluffing into his nose. "Alas, if the brave Donovan wants to see more of me how can I refuse him?"