Blacktail Deer Plateau Engelhard

"You talk too much," Murdock retorted, not quite sure why he was willingly subjecting himself to this tripe. Was a kiss really worth all the chatter?

By the time Engel's tongue touched his muzzle, Murdock was already in a very bad mood. It seemed a weak prize for having been so patient, and when the other male came back for a second kiss, Murdock surged into motion, teeth clashing against Engel's as he grabbed the other's nose in a quick but bruising show of dominance. After that, he made his way down the length of Engel's body, gooming aggressively at his auburn pelt, tail standing straight out from his body in a clear message: I am the boss.