Arrow Lake abgeneigt

this'll be the last from me, so feel free to toss up one more post, or archive as is <3 i'm starting us a new thread!

with an impish beckoning from mahler, and a surge of hormonal pressure that left him widely uninhibited,  stigmata became fully engaged in a bout of eager roughhousing; an exercise to both build trust, and temporarily shed themselves of heavy crowns and plated breasts. he lunged for the dripping ash-hound as he was invited forward - the general and his kapitan clashing with sporting ferocity - and they skirmished through a brief and tactless jaw-spar that devolved messily into a doggish wrestling match in the icy lakebed.

entwined in the muskier's powerful limbs, and ferreted by a steaming, ungentle mouth, sandraudiga felt a familiar and unwelcome stirring throughout his body, causing him to retreat suddenly from the playful embrace. shaking out his rumpled coat, which had become gritty and damp in the scuffle, the male hardly gave mahler any respite before seeking to distract him from the oddity by antagonizing him now into a long-winded chase.

he clipped mischievously at the german's already frayed hide, and then in an act that was zealous to compare their respective endurances (and wear himself out in the process), he sprinted towards the lakewoods with his kill-brother hot on his heels.