Drums... drums in the deep

He gave a soft chuckle as he felt her wiggle in his grip. Not afraid, not frantic, just worried about what others might think. She was so willing, it would only take a well placed kiss and he knew he would scent her desire again. He let out a soft sigh, holding her against his chest, and nipped the back of her neck once. Reminding her who she belonged to. Body, and soul.

He released his grip on her and let her down gently on the snow. “Alright, let’s get your paw seen to before we can get distracted.” He suggested, letting the wind blow through his coat and chase away any scents as he herded her across the plain.