Swiftcurrent Creek aim; it's a one shot take down

She sought Akavir with her teeth.

Warm and welcoming, they wished to turn and grapple at silver tassels. Those that hung from his inky fur in complimentary ways.

She wished to show him the strength of herself, and test the strength of him against herself! A low, inviting rumble vibrated deep within. A harsh lash of her tail against her hips and his own too, if he stayed near.