Look Good For You

Ciná grappled around Onyx as she did the same, feeling her forelegs around his chest and the two of them collided in a equal battle of will. He might have had the upper hand in strength and build, but Onyx was more nimble and admittedly probably more clever. A grin lingered on his own lips as they pushed and shoved back and forth a bit, both of them trying to get the upper hand, until he suddenly felt Onyx shift back a bit which threw off his balance and all at once the world flipped around him and he landed hard on his back with a solid thud, knocking the wind out of him a bit with a 'oof'. When he blinked his eyes open he found himself nose to nose with Onyx above him, feeling her chest against his own in a not unfamiliar way. How many times had they fought and sparred with one another over their life times only to end up in this position with one or the other on top? He had lost count. Still, as she stood over him it felt different this time. There was a tension that hadn't been there before, a new look in her eyes that made him pause.

They were both adults now and while he had never really been around a woman while she was in heat he knew about the change in their scents and more or less knew how it effected them from the very through lessons he got from Irilyth several seasons ago. He hadn't really noticed before, but in their current proximity it was hard to miss. It made him wonder if she even really knew what she wanted or what she was doing and he didn't know what direction he wanted this to go either. He had only ever viewed Onyx as a friend and a fighting partner and now with her scent heavily around him and the warmth of her body against his the instinctual interest in something else started lingering on his mind. "I guess you win," he rumbled quietly with a soft chuckle, his golden gaze searching hers. He didn't pull away, but he didn't press forward either. If this was what she wanted he was going to make her take the first move. "What is your prize going to be?"

"Cináed"