Nothing's New

Well… yes. Curious in a way she had never ever considered she could be before Absinth. This was a whole new side of life to explore that she was only barely bruised the surface of. Cautiously, testing the waters, she reached out a paw and brushed a single claw slowly down Absinth’s chest as the two spoke.

As Absinth explained in cryptic hints, Raka began to get an inkling. She flushed even further as understanding came to her. Her eyes followed the slow circuit the green eyed wolf's tongue made across her muzzle. Wondering what it would feel like… how had she gone down this path? Half lying in the dirt, the most striking woman she had ever met teasing her, taunting. Weaponizing her experience and strength in ways Raka never would have dreamed of. Absinth’s tongue might get her into trouble, and Raka was starting to wonder if her own wasn’t going to land her in the flames as well. “Absinth…” she said the other wolf’s name slowly, cautiously. Knowing she could well be setting this slowly blossoming… something on fire. “Can I go with you?” she didn’t know - and she wasn’t sure she cared - where that led her. She only knew that she was utterly smitten.


"Karaka"