Wapun Meadow I'm not asking for favors [M]

Atka felt a shudder rack its way through her. She couldn't form any words, her head simply trying comprehend the feeling she just experienced, head fuzzy, feeling warm. Her wide eyes settling into a glare with a cough. Her ears pinned back again, she didn't want Dreven to know he'd already gotten to her, but it was clear she was putting up a front.

❝I'm not a toy, Dreven.❞ She snapped, her voice shaky.

She gulped, paws shifting, the heat under her coat was irritating her. Atka stayed put, staring at him, ears still flat. The tension was enticing, but she felt almost shameful for that.