The Sunspire XXX

Her strides lengthened in a game of keepaway; she herself was the object!

And yet she did not want to do this for very long. New Snow found that she wanted no distance at all!

So she turned on her heel, the snow cleansing her own furs as well as it flew everywhere. Next New Snow found herself in his grip then, and she happily yielded to the great weight of him as she sought to mouth whatever was within reach in swift retaliation, wolfish grumbles sounding off in playful protest.