Gyrfalcon's Keep sweet as honey

Lip slowly curling as she darted past him, a low, warning rumble rose in his throat.

With no desire to leave space between them, he advanced again. But learning from his past mistake, he made no move to circle her again. He'd gotten enough of what he wanted the first time. 

Tentative, he drew close to her flank. Touching his muzzle to her spine, he tested what bounds she might let him cross without repercussion.