out of character stuffs
Another nuzzle ran along him, making speaking difficult. Why hadn't he realized what was up with her? Why was she doing this to him? Tharin wanted nothing more than to take her, but she wasn't his mate. Tharin's youth brought a whine from him, tail wagging. He was a stronger wolf, but still a young adult, pushing past the rebellious stage in his life that had set him to challenge the alpha and kindly be put down, made to submit. He wasn't the first to be so foolhardy, learning quickly from his mistake.
She wanted him to stay. Which wouldn't be a problem normally, as Tharin did want to stay, but she was smelling so good. He should take the logical route and leave. He watched her bow down, so low to the ground, so submissive. His tail was arched high, dominant in spirit. A quick flip came, and he was being tugged down towards her, closer to the sweet scent emitting. Whining softly he nuzzled back at her, tail swaying. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to play with her for just a little while.
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