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Author: CrimsonxShadows
Fiction Rated: T - English - General - Reviews: 2 - Published: 12-23-08 - Updated: 02-01-09 - id:2612208

Mating Call

Changing, shifting, forming. Ecstasy of the wilderness, the night calls. My paws leave imprints upon the earthy soil, my scent catching the bark of the trees and forest underbrush. The spice of Mother Earth teases my nostrils, tantalizes my longing for the wild.

A large silhouette paces the banks of the lake, his powerful body graceful and strong. Proud. I approach him slowly, my stance submissive, my attention focused solely on him. I paw the ground nervously, my hackles twitching with nervousness for his approval.

His sleek muscles ripple with every movement he makes toward me, his fur tipped by stars. The golden luminescence of his eyes glow with the look of one single word. Possession.

I bound toward him, my joy elated. We fall together, lovers, mates. Forever.

We roll upon the dewy grass like newborn pups, our teeth occasionally nipping at one another. When his strong jaws find their way into my fur and capture my neck as his own, I emit a howl of delighted surrender.

His throat vibrates with a growl of impatence, and I know exactly what he wants. I’m ready to give it to him, to seal the bond between us. With a gentle nip at his ear and a hum in my chest, I allow him to mount me. With the Moon as our witness, we become one, unite with each other to once again reinforce the powerful link between us.

He finishes and pulls me close into his body, his tongue bathing me with newfound care. I want to clean him too, to show my loyalty, but he snaps at me gently in refusal. A melodic rumble vibrates from his warmth to mine, and my Mate urges me to sleep. I know his desire, to watch over me until the night has ended, to lick and nuzzle my fur with atonement. But I want to tell him, to show him that I’ve given him something evey male wants from their mates. Pups.

The insistant nuzzling against my nose pleads that I comply with him. I surrender to the heat of his fur and the comforting drone of his loving murmur, because I know the my moonlit dreams will carry me to a world quite like this reality. And I know that seeing his proud expression will be worth the wait.

Sorry about the a) long wait and b) really lame extra. I’ve been really busy and completely blank about all of my stories. Don’t worry! Updates are on their way!



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