Larkcall Lowlands And he goes in for the kick...

Incus had ventured further north from her siblings with the promise that she’d be back soon. Of course there had been protests, especially since Juniper and Jasper had joined them, but she’d managed to slip past their defenses to do some exploring on her own. Her litter mates’ constant fussing always put a damper on her mood, which was already a little damp considering her rejection by Viorel.

Her siblings didn’t know she’d been rejected, she had a false image to uphold, after all, but that didn’t change the indignation that she felt inside. Surely she was just as pretty as her wayward older sister? Papa had always said so, but then again he was her Papa so that’s what he was supposed to say. Being out in the real world was making her doubt his words. With a pout she kicked at a nearby rock, brows pulled over sunshine eyes as she gave herself a shake against the falling snow.

It was the season for wandering after total strangers in hopes of getting his rocks off. Usually, you had to schmooze and romance to get some action. Come March? Sometimes all a guy had to do was waggle his eyebrows. Scully was loving every minute of it.

Her scent was the only thing making a mark upon the expansive tundra, easy to pursue and track down. Actually seeing her caused his stomach to flutter and his chest to expand as he attempted to look a bit more buff than he really was. He let out a baritone boof as he approached, tail waving back and forth to make it clear that he came in peace.

Hopefully she wouldn't immediately tell him to fuck off. That had definitely happened before.

Incus was fully content to pout her way into oblivion when the powerful scent of male blew across her with the wind current. She sucked in a breath, turning quickly to see a man around a year older than her approaching. And him...he put Viorel to shame. The way the black, grey and silver laid over his body felt like a work of art, like nature itself had taken special time to make sure it got it right. His ghostly eyes were alluring and intense, making her belly erupt with butterflies. He let out a deep bark that nearly swept her off her feet and she felt her mouth go dry, then she realized that this was her second chance. Incus had certainly told lies in her life, but the lie of having done the falling-eagle thing with a boy felt more a blow to her pride than she wanted to admit. If she could turn the lie into a truth, even if it was with a different boy, then she certainly would give it a shot.

She felt resolve in her bones and, summoning her inner woman, she swept forward to brush her side along his in a demure fashion, her sunshine gaze half-lidded as she allowed a smile to curl upon her lips. “Well, you’re certainly a sight for sore eyes.”

(This post was last modified: Mar 31, 2021, 10:08 PM by Incus.)

Not only did she not immediately rebuff him, but she was quick to meet him and sidle right up against his side. A crooked grin easily took over Scully's muzzle, and he wasted no time in leaning into her, the feel of their fur intermixing electric. Jackpot.

He reached across the short space between to nibble affectionately at her cheek.

"You're quite the treat yourself, Sunshine," the Archer hummed in his best seductive tone.

A rather handsome grin slid its way onto his lips, making him look even more dashing and her tail began to wag a little faster. He returned her energy, rubbing against her and sending rivulets down her spine. Her nipped her cheek and boy did that feel good. At us was right, this was awesome! Then he called her sunshine and she felt her heart stutter, pleasure filling every sense of her being. She didn’t want this possibility to pass, didn’t want to remain without so she cut forward boldly once more. “You wouldn’t happen to know how to do the falling-eagle thing, would you?” she asked, fluttering her lashes and sweeping around to run her back against his chin, basically waving her scent in his face. Hopefully he’d take the hint and take the lead, because honestly she didn’t know what she was doing at all.

He knew exactly what she wanted, how could he not? It was exactly what he'd been looking for, a perfect and swift conquest, and yet--

"The what?" he asked, words warbled with half-stifled laughter. Where did that come from? Scully hadn't ever seen birds getting it on, and as his thoughts caught up to the humorous surprise, he realized that must be how. A super weird euphemism in his mind, but whatever.

Unless she was using her enticing state to coax him into doing something else... it certainly wouldn't be the first time.