Around a soft glow in the woods, a blue feline huffs and growls softly. Distracted from her watching duties by the burning in her loins. Her clawed fingers scratching lightly over the hot folds of flesh before parting them open, diving the digits as deep as she could into herself. Over and over, she preforms the motions, seeking some release from her primal heat but nothing cools the urges.

“I don't care what month it is. Get over here and breed me already!” Caiji growls while raising her hips, presenting her wet slit for you.