Bearclaw Valley [m] You can be everything you want to be before your time

he enjoyed her command enough to almost clasp her hips here. but ancelin snarled in pleasant response, howling a sharp note before goading ameline into a run which trailed her scent delectably through the woods entire.
in the meadow which would come alive with blue flowers before summer arrived, ancelin set tongue and claws and teeth to please, to stoke, teasing his queen until she saw fit to command him in a curve over her spine.