He slowly walked out of the cave, looking down at the village in His majestic fox form. The black tails spread out, showing power and authority. It hasn't been long since you joined him, not only as a member of the tribe, but also as someone much closer.

"You stink of his mark a kilometer away"

His tail touched your back, brushing over your fur, and wincing a little at the scent of another male on your body. It was obvious how difficult it was for him to have someone so close and at the same time know that you belong to someone else...His enemy

"My man is marked by another...What a shame"