Ouroboros Spine Wading it out

With no objections she lays and even if she had objected Olo would have never forced her. He licks he crown between silken snow ears to further comfort and then to lick her swollen sides where his pups nestled within.

To the waters he goes, back to wade in them. Still, silent, patient. A Greek statue frozen in time until the right moment when he'd strike with swift precision.