𝓝𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓪

Nanna was born different. She was a beautiful fox lookalike. Her protective family kept her hidden away, rarely seening the outside world. 
She never grew up with friends, never played with anyone other than her own litter. She led an uneventful, repetitive life.
Maturing to become a stunning female though a little cheeky and adventurous causing her to tend to get into trouble with her mother. 
Nanna's first heat was never explained to her, and it came on strong when she grew to an adult. She felt her instincts driving her to a scent she had picked up on a few days into her cycle. 
Nanna was driven more by curiosity than her instincts and eventually slipped out of her den when her family slept.
That was when she stumbled into Odin, a handsome, strong male, though he seemed sad, his ears low and eyes locked to the bubbles in the river.
She gave a curious chirp and once he looked up he locked eyes with her. 

Nanna while being scared and shy couldn't help but come closer. She was curious of why he smelt of females.
He explained that he was a stud to carry his fathers albino gene. The sound of his broken voice caused her to nuzzle into him. Her heart fluttering, she was in love. The pair would share a moment looking at the starts with the sound of running water. 

Odin would notice her heat but did not act on it. He stood after a while and gave a pained smile. He dipped his head and turned to leave. 

Nanna watched him for a while before spending time to try and understand her feelings. 
She was left conflicted but wanted more of him and thus she followed him to his home unseen. 
Once there she tried to find her way in only to be suddenly attacked by Odin's mother. She was mauled and sent running with her tail between her legs.

Nanna ran to the spot where she had met that handsome male and looked at her bloodied face in the river. She would bare a nothing but a scar from her encounter with him, she thought. Nanna began sobbing softly as she felt her heart drop knowing she never even caught the males name.

Odin ran after her after abandoning his abusive family and seeking what his heart wanted. 
He found her sitting at the river bank crying and carefully he nuzzled into her and offered his prized bone.
Nanna closed her eyes and sniffled before Odin slipped his tongue across her muzzle. Overwhelmed, Nanna returned the lick, her first kiss, one of many. 

Without need for further words, Odin took the lead and Nanna bent down to pick up the bone he had bestowed on her before she followed him into the night to start a family of their own.