Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius. . .
I know exactly what I do to him with this new fragrance, my smile growing wider upon my muzzle the closer he gets to me. I can feel him there, watching me, I know where his eyes land when he is staring. I lick my lips as we kill the young stag, my eyes shining brilliantly as my joy lights me up from within. A soft and playful growl escapes as he runs his body over mine, waiting until he is in front of me again to do my share of marking.
The nips and the slick feeling of blood upon my pelt makes me look at him, what a beautiful sight he makes. The bright crimson of deer blood rests on his lips as if he were begging for a kiss, rather than threatening to punish me for bringing him dinner. My red sprayed face is alight with a ruby grin, eyes wild and wickedly tempting him.
"Maybe, if you can catch me."
It is all I say, my paws carrying me towards him, crimson bathed pelt skimming silkily against his as I try to rocket away. The entire time I am laughing, my eyes willing him to catch me, to pin me to the ground and make my punishment that much worse for running. During the off seasons, I like our usual soft play. Winter is here, which turns me into a much fiercer beast. Just wait til he gives me pups to nurse. Tobias has nothing on what we are capable of. No wolf does.
female || of no where || four years || Adonis' || no bond
sister to adonis