Mount Apikuni silence is the language of gods

The water is gone from around her and she suddenly feels a lot heavier than she remembers. It doesn’t last long, fortunately, and instead she’s tucked between the other’s legs. Eyes pinched tight, his thick fur resting against her own and even though she’s wet and cold, she feels the embrace and allows the caresses she’s offered. His tongue washes over her, enough to soothe with an occasional squeak or whimper, until eventually she falls asleep.