Whiteout and Thoughtful now shared a cave close to the volcano, where the lowest ranking NightWings lived. They had not mated yet due to the fact that the Queen was rattled by Darkstalker's sudden madness, and made a law that Whiteout was not to mate, ever, because she might pass down animus blood.

This law eventually went away with the Vigilance's fear.

So, four years after the cancellation of the law, Whiteout and Thoughtful went to an inner room of their cave, and mated. The more detailed story, for you pervs, is below.

Thoughtful kissed his mate, and gently set her body on the stone floor, belly up. Whiteout spread her legs wide in order to let Thoughtful inside her. He crawled up to her entrance, and slipped his tongue in. Whiteout moaned softly. Her slit tightened around his tongue, and he quickly flicked in and out until she almost cummed, but pulled his tongue away before she did. Whiteout begged for more as Thoughtful positioned himself above her entrance. His penis was fully unsheathed now. Thoughtful thrusted in, and Whiteout roared, blood running down from her vagina, her hymen damaged-but the pain soon turned to waves and waves of intense pleasure. Whiteout cummed once more, before Thoughtful sped up. When he felt close, he sunk balls deep inside of her and let his entire load go. Whiteout moaned, and Thoughtful, panting, collapsed beside her. "Let's go to bed." Whiteout said plainly, as if none of that had happened. "Yes," Thoughtful panted, "I need the rest."