The Wolf opened his eyes slowly, sated and content after taking the female. He could feel his member still tightly locked inside of her, ensuring his chances of future offspring. He rubbed his snout through her fur again, enjoying his scent coating her own.
She moved, squirming a bit in an attempt to sit up, but she was brought up short when she realized that they were locked together by his swollen cock. Unintelligible sounds spewed from her short muzzle, and her eyes grew increasingly wider as she realized her predicament. He licked her cheeks and face, attempting to calm his mate and ease her anxiety. She may look strange, but she smelled like a fertile wolf-mate, and he desired her ease and contentment.
Her face was a strange sight, lightly covered in short white fur with very slightly pointed ears resting on the side of her head, instead of up top where they could better focus on danger and prey, but the Wolf was willing to overlook such things in his warm and willing mate. As he closed his eyes and growled soft, murmuring sounds to calm his female, he was unaware of the fur creeping slowing down her torso to cover her thinning, shrinking legs.