Hushed Willows Take two
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two hours after this thread (morning of april 6th).

Shock was quickly coming to realize that there were an awful lot of packs around here. It would be a real shame if all of the males were taken or satisfied or whatever in all of them. Somehow that just didn't seem probable. Surely she could find her way to another male who would have her. Shock was chasing that feeling all over the Teekon Wilds, and she was bound and determined to find it as many times as possible over the next week.

Like the other two packs she had visited, Shock threw her head back and howled with yearning for the first male (of age) who would be willing to greet her.
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the tone of the call didn't escape his notice. when he got near enough to smell the woman that'd made it, it all made sense. cortez considered himself an educated, worldly man, relatively immune to more base pleasures—yet the scent of her sent something primal through him, a tightening of his stomach. he drew close, though far enough away to withstand any prickling temptation.

hey, he greeted, dipping his head gracefully (as he could) to her. what can i do for ya? he had an inkling of what exactly he could do, but he'd let it fall out her maw before making any sort of open assumptions.
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As if he needed to ask. Shock didn't have time for words. She craned her neck out toward him, decided he didn't have any terrible flaws, then slid her body up against his, provided he didn't make any move to pull away. The smell of her heat would be enough to answer his question, and if not, she would find another to satiate her desires.
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yup. that about covered it.

cortez had gone through his life trying to reconcile with the fact that he much preferred one kind of genitalia over the other, and it kind of went against what others said was 'nature.' didn't mean he had a dearth of lovers—on the contrary, there were plenty of men more than willing. so nature, meh.

'twas the season, though, for the shakti to really crave the fragrant company of women, particularly one as fragrant as this. her scent assailed him, making his knees wobble, and he rose without hesitation (albeit awkwardly, for he rarely found himself atop the love-heap). he hooked his forelegs around her chest, nibbled at her scruff—

and let 'nature,' whatever the fuck that really meant, run its course.