"I've never done this as a human before but this works regardless, correct?" said Horo as she raised her bare posterior to the stars and wagged her tail in Lawrence's direction. "So, what are you waiting for?"
Lawrence, as he often does, had a better idea. In the chill night air he leaned forward and grabbed Horo's arm with one hand while gently cradling her head with the other. In one smooth movement, before he lost his balance, he had flipped Horo onto her back and softly pushed her against the hay he had so carefully laid in the back of the cart the day before, ruining it's careful arrangement.
"This is how humans do it, Horo. Surprised?" cooed Lawrence into a startled wolf's ear.
"A bit. Doesn't this make it more...difficult?" inquired the once cocksure canine, now partially humbled. Horo had stiffened up apprehensively, her tail frozen mid-flick.
"Perhaps, but the rewards outweigh the risks. See, this way humans can observe their partners and react accordingly, thus maximizing the return on their investment of time and energy" whispered the young, oddly gray-haired, merchant into Horo's ear. Whispering was unnecessary, though, as Horo could've heard him from a mile away on such a silent night.