WC :: 4+ :: You love the birds, so we can play them and have our lovers ftb at some point. 
Who Marahute? The harrier asked as she glided into a thermal current below Tobias and allowed it to carry her body through the air. The wind streamlined over her body, her feathers designed to become a smooth surface for it to pass over and allowing her to drop from the sky like a stone if she willed it. The raptors were fast, well matched in speed, but the redtail was swifter. Zalia liked this and was pleasantly surprised to find that the old grump wasn’t as bad as he made himself out to be. Not raised with wolf, but after accident...I...I can’t remember family, she confessed as she veered off to the side diving down and swooping back up to fly at Tobias’s level. She wouldn’t allow herself to be sad about her misplaced memory. When she had gotten caught in the net and close to dying in the water, all else had been forgotten except her will to live. How you meet Mohawk? The hen harrier asked, it was apparent he did not grow up with the canines either and she was curious about his beginnings.
A possessive growl rumbled past her lips as his tongue touched her snout. She was burning with desire now, especially since she knew what making love was and was no longer ignorant to the pleasures of it. Pulling him even closer she wrapped her arms around the small of his back to receive his kiss, hugging him tightly against her hips and rocking into him as their lips met again and again. His growl filled her with even more need as her hands had found themselves snaking up around his neck. She pulled away from their kiss with a playful nip of his lip and drew the nails of her right hand down his chest, not hard enough to hurt, but just enough to expose lines of temporary pink against his creamy chest. Wickedly grinning up at him, she lowered her head and began to kiss, lick, and caress the claw marks, drawing out the wait for as long as possible. He’d have to lift her up and pin her to the ground if he wanted to go any further, Drin was in a very playful and naughty mood. Her heat was overwhelming her and all she saw was Jiva.
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