Werewolf Yang having a wet dream
Looks like this is on my main account, so no major NSFW material. However, this is what popped into my head upon reading this, and it had me giggling for a few solid minutes. Let's go!
Yang: (sauntering through the forest under the full moon light, half transformed and slowly progressing, unbothered, hydrated, in her lane, and just vibing) Wow! I don't know what it is about this moon in particular, but I feel absolutely amazing!
Voice on the Wind: Yaaaaaang~
Yang: (stops and turns her head towards the sound) Someone there?
Yang: I know that voice. (sniffs the air as her muzzle elongates and her body finishes transforming. Her tail starts thumping against the ground) Blake!
Trees whirl by as Yang sprints through the pale moonlit forest towards the siren's call. The smell grows stronger along with a faint musk of earthiness, wild, and... food?
Werewolf!Yang: (breaks into a clearing and skids to a halt, her jaw drops and tongue lolls to the forest floor)
Blake: (lounging naked on a bed of deer pelts, propped up slightly on a rock covered in a plush sheep pelt, while a lynx fur covers her intimate parts) *smirking* Oh, dear. The big bad wolf has come across a poor maiden in distress. Whatever shall I do?~
Werewolf!Yang: (trying desperately to pull her tongue back into her muzzle)
Blake: (smirk grows wider as she chuckles and curls a finger in a "come here" motion)
-Meanwhile: In the Waking World-
Werewolf!Yang: (passed out at the campsite - groaning and growling while thumping her leg against the ground)
Vampire!Weiss: What's gotten into Yang?
Witch!Blake: I have no idea, (notices a musk in the air) but whatever it is sure has her wound up.
Werewolf!Ruby: (grumbles awake and skulks out of the campsite) I'm not smelling that all night...