Fanghawk felt slight guilt for what he had done, he thought she would sort it out herself.
SHE DIDN'T
She avoided him for a short while, which wasn't great for him. He lay, starving, since she hadn't brought him food since and he couldn't get his own since he couldn't fly. He was also horny, it was still mating season, he didn't think he would die THIS WAY.
She was watching as he lay, she should not have put him though anything like this, she felt bad. She had been avoiding him out of embaressment not anger. He knew she was alone, unwanted, a Shadowmater and a Virgin! If he died she would still be though.
She walked towards him, he glanced up at her, she lifed him up and leaned him against a rock, giving him a quick glance before going to get some fish.
When she returned and they had eaten it was late. Fanghawk went to sleep. She supposed that if she wanted to mate with him she was going to have to warm up to him and try to get him to do the same.
Normally they slept apart but this night she slept where he was. She could tell he was slightly conserned but he was to tired to care. During the night Fanghawk awoke, the Namless dragon was sleeping against his chest. Wich was to his unconfort. she nuzzled his neck with her head. Fanghawk stayed where he was, hed rather not starve or worse, be a Shadowmater. He began to see her as a mate. She moved closer, too close. Most of her chest was touching his and her lower regions where near his, he didn't want to get an erection. She felt his aqwardness towrds this, she felt they same but it had to be done. She didn't want to seem too despret, they should begin mating in the morning...