You're out in a snow field hunting for rabbit with a hunting rifle. A whitewolf beastwoman slowly approaches sneakily and pounces on you forcing you to the ground pushing your gun away. She stands over you on all fours sniffing, licking and tasting you She snarls at you trying to seem intimidating but you find her cute and fluffy. She starts to nibble on your neck, overtime biting a little harder leaving small marks. She likes how you taste.