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Her request gave him pause. For a moment, Whip simply looked back at Kalika and stared blankly. In her trembling voice Whip could hear that Kalika wanted him physically. However, he was unsure of what that would entail. His father had passed long before he had bothered to give Whip the old birds and bees talk... and his mother, she had never bothered.  "Oh -- Okay," he replied. His heart hammered in his chest and he moved in close. His muzzle found the base of Kalika's neck and he started to preen though her fur.

He was inexperianced and Kalika could likely feel it in the hesitance of his touch. For a quick beat, Whip stopped and spoke. "Will you -- Will you guide me?" he asked, imploring her to show him the way.