Dragoncrest Cliffs [m] salt settling

He approached her flank, a response to her command, which he fully intended on carrying out. His head pounded with want, his senses heightened by thrill. His vision grew obstructed, darkened with each heartbeat. The feast. 

Eager paws attempted to lift his heavy torso from the ground a time or two before success was found, the old man’s youthful desire only halted by his dilapidated body. He weighed heavy upon her, front paws hugging her form. His hips moved into her, more reactionary jabs than anything calculated or controlled until he found purchase. The wolf moved like the ocean, waves crashing forward before receding, rhythmic and ceaseless.

He let his mouth find her scruff, clamping down with minor pressure to gain some stability, muffling the excited high-pitched whines that mingled with each exhale.

I am.. NO GOOD at being poetic, so I really hope this is all ok :’) also sorry he’s..like he is lmfao