Akane's tail bristled, the fur standing on end as she pressed her claws deeper into the flesh of Amon, who lay beneath her.
The pond glistened only a few steps away, ripples running lazily across its surface, droplets sparkling in the golden morning sun.
Birds chirped in the trees above.
Amon didn't resist. His broad back, still damp from the pond, lay against the ground, water trailing down the ridges of his torso. His expression was calm, even amused.
"Good morning." He said lightly, as though she weren't holding him down with claws at his throat.
Her breath came sharp, her chest rising and falling quickly. "Who are you really?"
His yellow eyes blinked once. "I told you already. I'm Amon."
Having noticed that she was naked, Akane was flustered and confused. Still, she didn't let that get in the way.
