Cretatous Survival (Ash)

Kye jostled her with a smirk, rounding her again, nipping at her tail before jumping forward quickly to try and mount her.

Trics pushed against him, chuckling and she nipped between his horns softly.

Scowler responded with a smirk, nudging her gently.

Trics chuckled and she pushed back against him, calling softly to her mate.

Scowler knocked her horns gently with a chuckle, pressing his frill against hers and teasingly pushing her back a few steps, eager to impress her.

The female chuckled as she watched her mate, imitating him and she gave a playful snort.

Scowler chuckled lightly at her words, so instead he stood back and rounded her until he was facing her, he shook his horns and frill dominantly, scooping his foot back as if about to charge.

"Oh no, Im I'm trapped" She cooed as she butted against her mate, letting out a laugh.

Scowler chuckled and hit his fill lovingly against her side, moving around her expertly herding the small female until he had her trapped next to a large rock.

"Yes" She cooed, pushing back against her mate, chuckling softly as she kept her eyes on him.

Scowler smirked, enjoying the idea of sparring with Trics, but he knew this wasn't what she meant, he approached her, pressing his body into hers, "is that so" he taunted, using his larger size and weight to playfully bully her.

"What? You may not have to fight males for me, but you still gotta fight me" She teased.

Scowler snorted and jumped back when her tail caught his snout, the large male giving her a sulky expression.

"Do you want something?" She cooed and swatted at him with her tail again.

Scowler continued to nip and push at her tail.

"Well no" She said, watching her mate.

"you didn't complain earlier" he grumbled, nipping at her tail.

"Its not even time for that Scowler" She cooed and laughed, swatting him lightly with her tail.

Scowler let out a playfully warning growl, nudging her tail again with an assertive grunt.

Trics huffed and shoved her mate softly, chuckling and smiling softly.

Scowler nipped her side, moving to nudge her tail, shooting her an innocent expression.

Trics gave a soft call to her mate as she continued rubbing against him, leaning against him lightly.

Scowler looked over at Trics and smiled, moving over to her and nuzzling her scent, rubbing himself against her as if trying to infuse his scent with hers, the large male grunting and shaking his frill in a dominating display.

Trics woke after some time, standing and stretching her sore body out, shaking herself off, looking to Scowler and she rubbed against her mate affectionately.

Scowler moved closer to his mates, watching over them protectively, noticing that some younger males from the other herd were trying to chase down several females in his herd. Scowler didn't move to stop them, however, despite being well within his right to. Since Trics, the trike didn't see every female in the herd as his, only two of them, in his mind, were off limits.