Boartusk Heights And if you were my little girl

teya looked back at kynareth, seeing in him all the reasons she had come to be his, and all the reasons she could not remain so.
blood smeared his heavy jaws, the same that had seized her nape with such control. the wound upon her face suddenly pulsed with an agony that drew her responding smile a bit tightly.
"powerful." for that he was, and she chose to think only blank thoughts, fill herself with the sight and smell of him, arch herself feline along his robust shoulder before she began to explore their downed quarry with sniffing.
"very different, this thing." teeth gleaming, but she did not move yet to eat, looking up toward kynareth with a suggestive encouragement.