Two Rivers Isle A perfect halo of gold hair and lightning

Ully stood waiting for her. She looked him over after her initial greeting. He laid a pine frond between them, the musky scent of pine wafting up towards her. She liked the smell, it smelled of Ully now that they had filled their den with them. It clung to him spicy and musky all at once.

Ulrich stared, but said nothing at first. So she simply waited calmly and patiently for him. He got flustered at times and though it was adorable, she had learned to wait.

Warmth infused her entire body, and a brilliant smile lit up her face and eyes. Her tail wagged and she pranced in place. She looked down the apples of her cheeks growing hotter.

I would love too! But what exactly do we do?