Greatwater Lake but i'm not gonna go down with my hometown in a tornado

The whites of Selena's eyes were revealed as the two wolves touched lips. Her ears flattened in shock as well, but she stayed anchored to the depths of the lake, the coolness of it keeping her from floating out of her body. Whatever trance she was in, there was no leaving it. She submitted as her nature would have it.

And so it would continue to constrict her, so much so that she felt her throat tighten and lightheaded. The clasping of arms together and the kiss that followed was enough to pull her from the lake, but it was the burning stare that bore into her that made Selena want to learn more. 

The little bird obliged, finding the soft yet severe nature of female domination refreshing. It was sweeter, and quite frankly more addicting than that of a male. Like smooth jazz as opposed to rock and roll. Both were appreciated, but there was always going to be a preference between genres. 

She wanted to please Zaahira, though they were of the same rank. So as Selena followed the maiden, she showcased a little pep in her step, rubbing alongside the woman's flank.