a ship with no sails

Bane felt his fur touch the snow leopardess's ever so slightly and heart rate fluttered at the texture of her pelt, so soft and wispy. A dreamy sigh shuddered its escape from his muzzle as she brushed her body with his ever so slightly. Silverback brought her head forward and Bane became dazed as he lost himself in her grey eyes with his own pup colored sapphire ones. Suddenly Silverback's tongue was grazed firmly along the side of his muzzle and Bane fought back the urge to snap at her in retaliation.

Obligation to return the gesture, and show that he was unafraid overrode any logic the wolf was supposed to be thinking, and he shifted his head forward.?The grey wolf was tense as he sniffed her cheeks to solidly acquire the leopardess's scent. Then, against all instincts, Bane lick of his own along the side of her face starting at the lower side of her cheek. Lupine tongue went over the feline's eye and ended at the tip of the leopardess's round ear. Bane tensed up in preparation for Silverback's reaction.