Redtail Rise rise,

their dance was familiar, filled with low rumbles and whines and soft sounds, vibrations in feral throats and the crush of snow beneath and around them.

he lapped at her ear, her neckline; he pressed closer with soft croons as the air became fecund with her fragrance and his body responded in kind.

yet it was new snow who would choose their moments; mountain boulder, heart pounding, would only remain close, courting her as if it were the first time they had coupled.