tesy 3 -- Attemptare Vix

LYCANTHROPE

In his every smooth movement the stag's attention remained firmly fixed upon the vixen. Jackal tilted his ivory skull in fascination there was much they could teach one another. Frozen dics for a instant glance at the other bull he was no doubt fierce but unlikely to challenge one as himself. Still it did not hurt to be precautious lobes snapped backward to cranium in silent aggression though it was not pressed upon the other male. He would fight what what he desired but never would the stag force a femme to follow him he would give her his offer then allow her to make her own decision his honour would accept nothing less. But this not put out the fire of competition or desire that burned within his soul. Own plush extended to meet that of vixens in greeeting gentle nickers of salutations offered to she. This was the message imparted though sharing of their vital air warmth and greetings silently spoken as their breath mingles for a momment. His blue eyes shone brightly and flickered as he watched her. Would she accept him and go to his homeland? Would she be happy to join his herd? Questions reeling through thoughts as confident virile lips softly at mug of maiden another low whicker produced - would you grace me with your rare warmth at my side to my homeland m'lady - coo's gently reassuring nose twitched capturing her entoxicating scent of the fatal awaiting her reaction one watchful lobe left upon the other stag in awareness and alertness.