His paws racing against the forest floor create a drum beat, thumping wildly with each step. The pounding echoes throughout the trees, warning off any uninvited visitors. His shadow flickers across the rough ground, leaping over the frosty, forest floor. I wonder where we a heading, but looking ahead all I see is trees.
We don't brush shoulders or nip at one another like other mates would, Alpha Leonov was far too brooding for that. So we ran next to each other, him ahead in front guiding my way. My breath comes out in plumes of white, matching the color of the ground and contrasting the dark night sky.
We ran next to each other for several more minutes, the silence was foreboding and awkward, never had I been in the presence of him for so long and I felt the mate pull pool desire deep i
