Wild Berry Meadow [m] feelin' herself

what did the woman want?

she was sending him a signal. a signal. a loud one. it did not go unignored, nor would he ask permission. he stood, seeking to push the woman over with a jerk of his head to the grasses below. if she fell, he'd climb atop of her, staring down at the golden furs.

fuckin' disappointment, his jaw clenched, mocking, teeth grit together as his warm body hovered. tired 'y women with loud mouths.