Felltree Marsh a bucket and a [m]op

augur was very still as she rolled to an approach, save for the tip of his tail. and when buffalo hunter slid under him, he was delighted. her scent followed the tickle of her powerful shoulders against chest then belly then lower.

she parted from him. he turned around at once, grey ears sliding back and an appeasing whine burbling in his throat.

red woman was his leader. but buffalo hunter had smitten him. augur held off his exploring touch, waiting for her to invite him.