i can feel it on my chest

Deluge snickered as the Armada wolf pulled away and a brow arched wondering if she was going to have to deal with him bitching about an itchy, slobbery mouth when they were done or if he was one of those wolves whatever made her fur glow played nicely with. When he went to throw a foreleg over her shoulder, she dipped a little lower to give him a chance but giggled all the while. "Not even gonna bother to get my name first?" She taunted, swinging her hips back to knock against his own and try and get him off balance. Her horned head pulled down to snap at the foreleg that remained on the ground. They would probably end up in a tangle of limbs on the ground at this rate, but she was having a great time.