The sun shone brightly in the morning sky, it had risen several hours prior but in the Darkmoon Forest, there was one who had yet to completely rise. Deep in the forest, in a cave, hidden behind a door, which itself was hidden behind some branches and vines was Lady Fern, in her bed, looking rather miserable. She had spent the past several hours attempting to masturbate, but it didn’t help. She felt something deep inside and all her attempts to make it stop just seemed to make it worse. She suddenly sat up in her bed and looked around, lifting her hand to her face and getting a look, she knew this feeling, it always came around about this time and she leapt out of the bed, hooves making a “clop” on the stone floor
“Oh fuck…I’m going into heat, I probably already am” She scurried around her home, looking around, muttering to herself, wondering what she would do, what she could do. Suddenly she looked up and snapped her fingers 
“I know what can help, but I probably have that scent, and I shouldn’t just walk to the palace smelling like I’m in heat, even though I am.” She moved around the cave, heading into the cozy kitchen and gathering up some things, working quickly and making some batter, pouring it into some tins and then sliding it into the muffins. While it baked, she ran back to her bedroom and took her dress, slipping it on over her body and shivering a little. Fern sat on the bed and waited. After a while she went back into the kitchen, shuffling back and forth on her hooves, almost like she needed to piss, but it was more because she could feel her heat growing with each passing moment. She opened the oven and removed several muffins and set them on the counter as she prepared a basket and then put them inside, hoping the scent of the fresh muffins would mask her own scent, at least until she got into the palace and made her way to her stallion. Fern quickly made her way out of the cave and down the well-worn path that lead to the Dark Palace. As she approached the main palace a drow and dwarf patrol halted her but quickly stepped aside with a smile 
“Always a pleasure ta see ye lady Fern.” “Indeed. His Lordship will be most pleased you came to visit” Fern gave them each a muffin and hurried on her way, being stopped a few times on her way into and through the palace, giving a muffin to each person, but quickly moving on her way. Finally, she arrived at a door, small in nature and one might assume a closet, where it not for the two 15ft heavily armored knights standing in front of it. One wore armor black as night with blood red trim, the helm made to resemble a skull, while the other wore armor of the purest white with golden trim. They looked at her and the dark knight spoke in a very pleasant voice 
“Oh! Lady Fern! It is delightful to see you. Are you hear to see His Lordship?” Fern nodded a little, shuffling her hooves on the ground as the white knight leaned over 
“mmmm, are those fresh baked muffins I smell?” Fern smiled at him and nodded 
“oh yes, I baked them earlier.” The door opened and a familiar head poked out, filling Fern with delight as Nightshade was leaning out
“Who’s out here….oh hello Fern!” he smiled and leaned in, catching a whiff of the muffins
“To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit? Just bringing some fres…” Nightshade pauses, looking the faun over and taking a deep breath, detecting a scent under the muffins. It was a wonderous scent, something that he knew all to well and a grin slowly crossed his face “well well, why don’t you come in my dear.” He reached out and took her hand, pulling the faun into his room, taking the basket and handing it to the knights outside
“Gentlemen, have some muffins. And no one is to disturb us unless I command it. Have meals sent up via the side door and left in the foyer.” They nodded and he quickly closed the door, the last thing they heard was a giggle and a “come here you” before an inner door closed. The two looked at each other but then turned to basket of muffins and began to snack upon them.
Inside his bedroom, Nightshade took off his loincloth and bracers, tossing them aside as Fern stripped off her dress and threw it over a chair. Nightshade took her hand and pulled the faun against his body, murring softly and falling back onto a massive bed, pulling Fern on top of him and inhaling deeply 
“Mmmm, it seems my sweet little Fern is in her heat cycle. Good thing its early or the others might have noticed the smell. Good thinking with the muffins, the masked it well” Fern giggled a little and leaned in, kissing Nightshade on the lips 
“you flatter me Nightshade. But it was spur of the moment that I caught it” Nightshade kissed her back and murred, running a hand up and down her body before pulling her down some and speaking softly “well, let’s do something to quench that fire in your loins then.” And pulled her into a deep and passioned kiss. Fern pressed herself against him and returned the kiss, knowing she was about to have a long and wild time.