The Sunspire XXX

New Snow wrinkled her muzzle and grumbled, though sneezes relayed her jesting. She was not a tall vexed, and her tail swayed beneath her on the earth as she moved to playfully nip at this face. But soon she began to lave her own tongue against his face, too, on every inch of it that she could.

A laughing breath came from her. New Snow had never known life could be filled with this much joy. Her gaze was a mirror to his own as she sought to wrap her forelegs around him to pull him closer in a wolfish sort of hug. Not for a minute did her tail stop in its movement.