Firefly Glen [m] it's getting late, and i

Her heat hit her suddenly, with the force of a fucking freight train.
Nyra woke up with the strong desire to mate, though it was already something she planned on doing when the season came. 
She wanted her lineage to go on. 

So the still-healing Warmaiden made her way from the safety of the Spine quietly, and eventually ended up in the Glen, where after some time, the scent of a male reached her nose.

Quickly, she began to track him down. 

Once she saw the man, she was both relieved and disappointed. He was small, where she was a mountain. How would this work? 

No matter. 

The Shieldmaiden chuffed loudly as she approached, the scent of her heat wafting heavily from her body.