The Desert Spirit sprints to her mother's side, weeping crystalline tears that shatter softly against the stone as she falls to her knees. "No, no, no! Please don't go, Mother, pleeeeease..."
Her mother's lips move, barely a whisper. The Desert Spirit leans in close, her ear almost touching her mother's mouth, straining to catch her final words.
"...m-m-more... p-pounding," the demi-goddess breathes before going completely silent.
The Desert Spirit's eyes fly open, and she whips around toward the altar. "WE NEED MORE POUNDING!"
Raikya springs back into motion instantly, jaw set, legs locked into position, riding Pip's pelvis like the Earth mother's life depends on it, which, in this particular case, it does. Her claws dig into his chest plate as she slams down again and again, breath ragged, tail whipping the air behind her in a frantic, off-rhythm blur, restraint completely abandoned as every inch of Pip tears through her and she howls in erotic bliss.
