Noctisardor Bypass grangou a [m]

She was quick, and he was hard pressed to keep up, but keep up he did. At least partially. She was terrified he could smell it on her, just as thick as the cloying scent of womanhood and promises. It was a  disgusting mix and it was that smell that brought him back to the current moment. And shame lit along his innards. But he was a slave to his whims and couldn't stop the last bite he had gotten in, the metallic taste of copper on his tongue, heavy and cloying.

He didn't chase her into the den, because he was done. Sides heaving he gave one last snarl. Then he would quickly turn away and use his longer limbs and his athleticism to leave the area. He would take the longest way home he could, make sure he bathed in as many rivers as he could. he would not lead her to his wolves. IF she did come onto their territory. HE didn't care how many she brought. He'd kill them all. They had children to protect.

A flare of shame lit up his insides again and when he was far enough away. He would give into his despair for having become his father's child and giving into the anger that all the men bore. But in his defense. He had only ever done it once. And he would double his efforts to meditate.

Thank you for the thread. I'm sorry for him. He wasn't very nice.