Thread: The Heart of the World -[Haru::Ironic]-

A mere hour into the course and it couldnt have been more excruciating. It was going by so sluggishly. If Granite was ordered to go any faster it would wear him down before they would arrive. Let alone with carrying the duo and their luggage. The sun began its own passage, rising progressively into the deep blue skies. Casting its beaming rays down on them, Zara would grow irritably warm. Her mouth began to gape open, panting slightly. Anthros could not sweat from their skin like humans, needing to pant in order to cool down. The arch in her back started to feel something digging at her flesh continuously. Adjusting her hips she would readjust her position, the continual nudge remaining there. Amarok. Please secure your Sword more strongly. Its starting to dig into my back. She sighed out, taking her digits to run through her locks of hair, moving the strays to her back. Her bosoms gently leapt as Granite continued to move, the apparel she chose for the day more revealing than the last. Those long well-formed legs dangling against Granite, her leveled abdomen showing the lines of her energetic figure, her cleavage giving off hints to how shapely she was underneath the invasive clothing, and her clavicle erect to show how feminine she correctly was. Its so hot. Zara cried, the rays seemingly stronger. Why was is that the heat made you so tired? Zara thought to herself as she panted once more, her eyelids attempting to close themselves for her. Repeatedly she tried to fight it, only to lean her head back against Amaroks chest as her battle was defeated. The rhythmic trotting and the rising heat triggered her to snooze soundly against the wolfs plush coat. Her ear was pressed against the left side of his chest, hearing the ease of his ventricles contracting and emptying deep within his thoracic cavity. As she catnapped her gullet begun to purr tenderly, occasionally she would brush her head against his chest. Affection was a sign of her heat soon coming, rubbing her pheromones on potential males or on areas that would attract suitable mates. Soon the scent will gradually become more enticing, but for now it gave off little to no trace. Zaras eyes fluttered open briefly before realizing she had slept, finding herself resting against Amaroks powerful torso. Immediately she removed herself from him, sitting straight upwards and began clearing her throat awkwardly. The sun had moved quite a ways, more than likely another hour had passed by as she slept. My apologies, you could have kicked me off from you, you know. Softly she spoke, but loud enough for Amarok to hear. Did she really feel this comfortable around him, with all of the bickering aside? The feeling was something unusual and she couldnt place a finger on it. Its difficult to try and explain a feeling, you just have to feel it yourself to understand. Ahead of them forests were in sight. Maybe midway we can make a pit stop and grab some fresh berries and some wild hare. She would suggest, her mouth already watering at the mere image of a juicy cooked hare. Perhaps even some deer Her hunger was apparent as her stomach gurgled and Zara couldnt help but let out a faint laugh. If I am hungry then you must be famished.