As much as Fendros would have liked to hold on, his best efforts only meant more marks on the mushroom tree as he was dragged down. Even though there was a moment where he was winded and coughing a little after he landed, internally he was laughing at his own mistake and the thrill of the chase. Ahnasha didn't waste any time in pinning him down. Fendros closed his eyes to avoid getting her saliva in them, but opened them when there was a pause. There was a cold nudge on his nose as Ahnasha locked him in her eyes.

The look was only broken when she licked his nose, causing him to snort and contort his face for a moment. Fendros was a little confused in his mind as to what was going on. His head reared and his eyes closed, then his head shuddered suddenly while he whistled a surging breath out of his nose. Blinking a couple of times, Fendros pondered his first werewolf sneeze.

The moment didn't last long as his eyes found Ahnasha again. Perhaps he could get her back for that. Fendros didn't wrestle her around like before, but instead tried to poke his head up and lick her on the tip of the nose as many times as he could. From his position, that was quickly easier said than done.