Hoshor Plains Walk the room like you're on fire [m]

The rising warmth of the sun had woken her up and brought with it an inferno inside her body. Panicking and not thinking clearly because of the sudden overload of sensation and instinct, Minori decided that she didn't feel comfortable trying to hide her scent on an island filled with wolves she hadn't met yet and took off toward the land bridge, marking her scent along the borders to show she hadn't abandoned the place right off the bat she took to the mainland and wandered losing herself to thoughts of desire and yearning for her lost loves that consumed her until she was almost feverishly running as if she could physically escape the memories of Issun's voice and touch. 


 As she stepped from the shade of some trees and into an open stretch of  golden grass swaying in the breeze she grew more alert, ears perking up as she peered around her. Sunlight warmed her back soaking deep into her fur and causing and sigh of bliss to leave her maw as she passed through the tall grass. Unsure how long she had been running for she took note of her surroundings and decided to see if she could hunt something down to bring back with her. It would at least provide her a good enough reason to have left the island pack alone. 

For @Wintersbane!

the plains stretch out before him; tall emerald and heather grasses swaying against his legs, against his underbelly. from a safe distance — a small outcropping of flatrock — wintersbane watches the oblivious herd of bison in the distance, studying their strange, misshapen ( to him at least ) shapes. once more, upon the breeze, past the musky scent of the bison something more tempting and sweet piques his attention ...and his interest. no stranger to following the intoxicating perfume it does not take him long — steps taken of his legs own accord — to find her. he draws nearer with a low chuff, hoping she will invite him nearer.

Lifting her head high to the breeze she inhaled the scent of the bison, currently shielded from her vision. Striding through the grass a little further she found it shortened out and glancing around again was met with the sight of a male instead of the large and lumbering prey. Focusing on him her body reacted before her head could and she swayed toward him, tail wagging of it's own accord as she toyed with the idea of letting him come close. The inferno built itself higher the burning becoming unbearable as she took a few more steps in, eyes boring into his like a dare. Suddenly Yuèlóng was far from her mind, the only thing she could focus on being how well built he was, how he was covered in scars just as she was. If she allowed him to take her, she wouldn't be troubled by the heat anymore right? Well into adulthood as she was she had lost her home and family on the night of her first heat and only been with Issun for the other one, she had no idea that coupling now would mean she'd carry children. Decision made she gave a small smile and turned, angling her body so her hip swung toward him as she gave a little wiggle signalling she wouldn't bite if he wanted her.

glacial gaze watches her closely; curiously. he doesn't plead, doesn't pressure. he stands immobile; like a statue of ares. muscles tense and taunt. living upon the breadth of hope. he shouldn't, some small part of him hisses. how many bastards will he have roaming these wilds come summer? probably more than he wanted to admit. but he has been denied the pleasure of watching his own children grow so he will take what he is offered; one night stands and the knowledge that the likelihood of meeting his offspring might be slim. he accepts it.

she invites him and wintersbane does not resist as the stone chips away and he is mortal man once more, striding towards her with want burning like hunger in his loins. he nips once, teasingly, at the junction of her spine and tail and collects her into his arms, bodies melding together.

fade to black

When all was done with she pulled herself away from him and began to quickly make for the path back to Yuèlóng pausing only to give herself a quick grooming to make her messed up fur smooth down some. Before he could wander off she lifted her muzzle and called out to him "My name is Minori" with a wag of her tail as she turned ears poised for a response though she had already began to walk off again. 

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unlike the last time he was tempted by the familiar and primitive urges of his kith there is no basking. there is only the deep seeded urge to extinguish the fire; and once it is done she is up and away. she calls her name back to him as he turns his back upon her in turn. he is not sure what the point is — confident they will not see each other again; surprised by the minimal effort to make a connection with him with the way she was quick to escape his embrace soon as she could. pride smarting, he does not offer his in return; instead heading towards the nearest creek to wash her scent from his pelage before returning to his spire.