Madness. This was what the agouti patriarch felt the past week since the females of the pack had come more so into their heat. Each unique aroma of the she wolves lofting heavily on the air, on everything was driving him mad, especially this one female. A pale coated woman by the name of Namid. There was no denying the feelings that had begun to bud within the cold shell of his heart. Her exotic mismatched eyes dancing with a burning flame as brilliant as starlight. Fur as silvery as the rays of moonlight that cast down from the heavens above to illuminate the world in a ghostly glow. He didn't know if it was just the scent of her heat that made him feel this way, so out of it as if he was drunk on some hallucinogenic plant. She drove him mad and it took every ounce of control he had to keep himself from pursuing after her and that intoxicating perfume. Until today.

Nothing was holding him back anymore. Instincts were kicking into overdrive and leading his paws over the partially thawed terra-firma with a destination set in his mind. Wherever Namid was to be found. It didn't take long for the male to pick up on her scent, her fragrance filling his nostrils with each deep inhale he took at various trees dotted within the territory. Eventually her trail led away from his lands and towards an area he had yet to venture to. The lining of trees around the medium built man soon gave way to a clearing, dotted with large holes that bellowed with steam and bubbling jets of water. A hot spring. Why hadn't he come here before? The thought was short lived though as his golden gaze zoned in on his prize. A spectral shape wading neck deep in the gurgling water and vapor. How beautiful and mesmerizing the woman looked even in a simple act such as swimming in shallow waters. Everything she did was an art.  

Staying within the protection of the shadows he watched silently. Spectating the view unfolding before him. Watching as water lapped delicately at her plush fur the way he wished his tongue could be right now. Preening the queen he was beginning to see beneath her surface. How the droplets of water glistened and sparkled like tiny diamonds on the tips of her fur, but hardly as dazzling as the starlight that made up the two toned jewels of her eyes. Eyes that he could swim in for hours if she would allow it. The sound of a light whine broke the silence and his thoughts became disturbed like ripples on the surface of water. Then a shiver ran down his spine as a fresh waft of her aroma filled his senses, another pitiful whine fighting to break past the inky lining of his lips. This woman was throwing the poor man for a loop and he didn't know how much longer he could handle watching her. How much self control he had left. The fibers of his body every last one was craving her body to be against his. To feel her fur intertwining with his while the tips of his teeth nipped at her neck, at her haunches, at any part of her that came within reach. To make her his and his alone. To make it clear to the rest of the pack who he had picked to stand beside him at the top. Of course he hadn't voiced such words..yet.

Staying rooted to his spot despite the silent call attempting to lure him forward, his golden gaze locked on the pale woman who now turned tail to make her leave from the waters. The pink of his tongue slipping past the black lining of his lips as he watched the water being flung from her pelt, glistening like tiny stars in the fading sunlight as night began to take over the world. It was then that she paused as the sound of his whine reached her ears, forcing his ears to pin back against his head. Crap she had caught him after he had tried so hard to keep his location a secret from his bathing queen. Now she was staring directly at him through half lidded eyes and a smile on her lips. “My King. My, you would not be hiding from me, would you? Leaving me so alone and cold,” came the purred words from between her inky lips sending a shiver down his spine at the emphasis she used on certain words before bringing a paw up to rest against her chest. 

A low growl erupted from his lips. Not a dominant growl but a playful one to throw back at her words as the silhouette of his form began to dissipate into nothing, his agouti pelt coming into her view with a smirk settled on his lips. "Did you really think I would let a woman like you stay alone and cold for long?" He teased, his tone of voice laced with seductiveness fit for a man such as he as the distance between them quickly melted until his taller body came to stand mere inches from hers. There was no holding back now. Without a second thought his crown leaned in to give the nape of her neck a couple nips, a low groan beginning to form in the base of his throat at the reaction his body received. Electricity ran through his body like a live wire. His tail flicking wildly behind him smelling the scent of her heat and just her in general. God she smelt so good. 

It was like his skin couldn't decide if it was on fire or frozen like ice with each touch that was exchanged between the duo. Each nip and nudge sent the patriarch ablaze and yearning for more. Each second their bodies withheld touch he felt frozen in place, lacking the body heat that only she could provide him in that moment. Soon the touching came to a stop as Namid stopped at his side, light colored maw nuzzling its way up his chest to end at his cheek to give it one last caress before a string of words left her inky lips. Bringing forth a purr deep within his throat. 'I am on fire." was what brought the purr into a more verbal expression, resonating in her ears as the tips of his teeth nipped at its rounded point with a gentle tug just as her own teeth found justice at his neck. Soon letting the pink tinting of her tongue smooth the ruffled strands of fur before moving down to his shoulder.

"Namid.." her name crooned off his tongue tasting as sweet as the nectar of a wildflower, crown lowering to nudge the tip of his coal black nose against the plush fur of her warm cheek to slowly drag its way up to her ear, letting his next words fall as a hushed whisper into its depths. "I have things I need to tell you.." With that he suddenly pulled his body from hers, wanting her to yearn for him just a little longer to draw out this game between them. A fire was burning brightly behind the gold pools of his eyes as he met the mismatched pools she held for a fleet moment before darting off through the clearing. Throwing his head over his shoulder to see if she would follow. Hopefully she would follow. There was a new found source of energy pumping through his blood and he needed to run. To run beneath the blackness of the night dotted with its tiny spot sized stars. To romp under the milky twilight sky with the pale coated woman as if the two were pups again. Pausing his larger form mid run his body turned at an angle to face her. Upper body bending into a bow inviting the star dancer to play. Vesper knew not what he was doing exactly, but instincts where beginning to make their plans known. He wanted her. He needed her. For always. For forever. That much he knew.  

There was no ounce of hesitation within the woman of his dreams as her paler frame came bounding after his in their twilight rendezvous. The beams of moonlight cascading down from the star splashed heavens casting Namid in a glow that Vesper could have sworn made her look like an earthly bound comet. So ethereal the way her paws gliding over the soil as if she was floating on air. And as she should be. The woman that had restored the flame inside his ice encased heart didn't deserve to have such filthy soil stain her graceful paws. Her perfection. In his aurelian pools this woman was above the rest. In his heart the one who would bring furtherance to his bloodline. To their bloodlines.  This was the woman he could see spending his nights curls around, mighty crown resting atop her shoulder as they slept peacefully.  

Mirroring his stance with her own smaller frame a grin pulled at the corner of his lips the moment her body lunged for his and gave his chin a quick licking before whispering tag, darting off to play the part of the mouse in this game of cat and mouse or chase depending how one looked at it. Audits flicking back for a split second the regal man collected himself and lifted his larger frame in order to pursue his queen. Soil flung underneath the cream of his abdomen and distance melted under the roughened pads of his mountain trained limbs. Extending his neck forward an occasional growl and nip was offered to either of her rear flanks whenever he could get close enough to make connection, a full-hearted laugh breaking past the ebony lining of his lips as the two wolves ran their hearts out. Releasing the built up of energy they both felt. Giving in to the need to run.

Minutes passed as the agouti man let his queen lead the way into the treeline, but it was his time to take control again. With one quick motion his weight was sent into hers with enough force to bring both heavy bodies down with a thump as a limb lifted off the ground to drape over her shoulder, but not hard enough to cause either of them harm. Tumbling into a ball of fur Vesper wrestled his way until the pale woman was pinned beneath him, mere inches separating the tip of his nose from hers. Locking his gaze onto the bi-colored eyes beneath him a variety of emotions flashed across their glossy surface. Lust, desire, something primal that her scent brought out in him with each wag of her tail. Love, kindness, security that her angelic words patched his wounds with. "Mine." He growled lowly in a sultry tone as the corners of his lips pulled back into a gentle smirk, salmon of his tongue escaping its cage behind his teeth to adorn her nose with an affectionate kiss. She was his and it was time he made it clear. Made it all clear to her. To the world.