Nothing's New

The mock battle told Raka how easily Absinth could overpower her. The horned wolf might stand a little taller, but it didn’t make up for the experience or drive of the white wolf. Perhaps it would have been wise to grow fearful, but Raka found herself grinning as they tussled in close proximity.

She wasn’t expecting her counter to be terribly effective, and was surprised when she felt Absinth pulled down with her, and her horns smacking into the side of her pretty friend's face. It took her a moment to fully appreciate her sudden position. With Absinth on top of her, half over her body. Raka’s own belly in the dirt, Absinth’s teeth still scraping her skin. Her heartbeat picked up even further, and she felt heat curling in her belly… and other places. She gave a couple quick little breaths of surprise and confusion at the new sensations.

Just as she was coming to terms with how they were positioned, she felt Absinth push the weight of her chest down on top of her. The older, more experienced wolf trapped her in the dirt. What did she want? Her thoughts felt scrambled, and her face was on fire. “I…” her lips parted, but no further words followed. She gave a couple of slow breaths, trying to bring her thoughts to reign. “....Surprise me”


"Karaka"