Grouse Thicket [m] fear the lioness, paint her face black and golden

he’s launched aside with a powerful thrust that uncouples him instantly. doubling over from the pain, soto did not see the newcomer until he was nearly upon them. 

the woman he’d previously just enjoyed blissful pleasure with said a string of things he didn’t understand — but his focus now was on the ebbing pain of his manhood, and the newcomer that threatened it. 

soto did not need words to convey the rising aggression that ripples through his fur. he stood straight and stalked his tail out behind him, head and eyes pointed towards the domestic in a threatening display that fully communicated he had no plans of sharing.