Shadewood [m] Looking at a brand new day.

Masque strode upon the scene at a lovely prance, instilling in Riley great pride as he watched her strut forward. He dropped his head and brushed against her; she might look demure, but he knew she was anything but — especially following the scandalous thing whispered in his ear. 

Say less. Riley instantly stiffened in more ways than one, ears pulling ahead as she danced just out of his reach. 

Tease. 

Two could play this game and Riley was too willing a participant. He surged after her with a playful grin, mouth parted as he aimed a gentle nip at her quarters before pausing, inviting Masque to close the distance. 

There was more than one way to mark a territory, right?