Translations:Codex: Wolf Breeding/28/en

Still; it catches her by surprise when a broad, wet tongue presses up against her feminine flower, lapping up juices like a sweet nectar. That also seems to be what it takes to finally get that tail to wagging. Jerra cackles softly, giving her slit a quick nuzzle along with a deep intake of breath. “Theeere we go! Knew you had it in you. Eager little thing. You certainly smell ready for a breeding.”