Redtail Rise rise,

New Snow had decided after his own ministrations that it actually would be now, leaning into his touch and letting out wild noises of her enjoyment and her need for him then. Her neck, in particular—she exposed it to him for a moment, whining to let him know that her life was his, as her body would be, as her heart had been from the first. 

She wanted him elsewhere; she rubbed her body alongside his, until her tail was near his face—and there it waved as she looked over her shoulder, and then, she would pick her way towards someplace more secluded. It was not that she cared to be seen—but she did not want to be interrupted.