Dragoncrest Cliffs [m] salt settling

Some time had passed, and the wolf had since stopped his cleaning, opting to rest his head beside her, each inhale replenishing his hunger for her scent. 

She stirred not long after, and Pepper lifted his head to meet her gaze. His body flinched at her playing, but his tail wagged contently behind. 

Had he not been worn with age, he’d be ready for another round, but he could already feel his muscles growing sore. A consequence he’d feel in full force the following day, undoubtedly. 

He let her at his chin, enjoying the soft sensation a moment before replying. 

In all truth, this couldn’t happen again. It shouldn’t have happened this time. But he wanted it to. The fact that his antics hadn’t sent her running, the hold she’d had on him.. he wondered how far she’d let him go. If his teeth had meant to harm, would she stay? 

”Chani… I’d ’preciate it if this whole..thing stayed between us..” he started. 

”But…anytime yer feeling up to it, you know where my den is.”

An invitation. And one he may grow to regret. But, an invitation.