The Sentinels Take me out, and take me home,

Anyone wanting to intercept Ibis? Heat thread 4/5.
Estrus: 5-13 days long (receptive in final 5; high fertility).

The grey haze of sky brought with it a chill not unlike winter, with a metallic quality to the air foretelling a possible shower, but it did not dampen Ibis' spirits. If anything, it invigorated her. The warmth of bodies-pressed-to-bodies was a glorious thing she had discovered and she could not stop thinking - what would it be like in the rain? She had tried this game of dancing-too-close with a stranger and then with someone she knew; once in the mountains, and once in the glen of the valley. Would it be different out here, surrounded by these towering trees while the sky raged?

She could not help but fantasize dashing through the ruins, or perusing among the blackened trees choked by thick moss, discovered by Mal again - or another stranger - maybe a woman, would that be strange? Ibis was not squeamish about sharing herself; she wanted to enjoy this new use for her body, and if it felt so good she figured, there couldn't be harm in it.