His pause makes me whine, blackened ears turning back as he withdraws from me. Confusion causes my head to tilt as he stares at me like I am a viper who just gave him the death bite. Then, he makes that sound...and my nostrils flare with desire as my pupils dilate and my lips raise on a challenge, my own hushed and keening growl-whine escaping as I look him over.

It was such a torn sound to come from a wolf who was just gum deep in my top line. I stare at him as he takes on a sudden - albeit wanted and adorable - expression takes over his pirate's mask. My gaze is as hungry as my body is, and it has nothing to do with the bitch in heat on the other side of the clearing. This growling, high-pitched questioning and demanding tone... I quite like it. Despite myself I feel my painted tail wave as he looks at me like I am the meal to be devoured. My gaze is unblinking, intense and heavy, never wavering from his golden form even as he launches himself at me once again. With frustration at his side, and lust hot on his heels (something I could tell from the obvious...excitement in his frame) he slashes at me. The display is mesmerizing and I want to see exactly how far I had driven him.

Waiting for him to return from the icy and multi-purposed trip to the stream, I am greatly amused. I wonder if it was in part to cure himself of the itch I had given him, because what else would have an eager guest recoil from his hostess but unexpected lust? Especially when that hostess is a woman in children's clothes. I say my peace, and before I can attack him for not taking his desires out on me, I move to impress him instead.

If he wants the body, he will surely desire the mind that moves it.

***
When at last I have the blonde in the woods, there is scarcely a second before I am shoved out of harm's way. My green gaze watches on as he mounts her, ears pricked forward on a captivated and tilted head. My gods he was magnificent. My eyes swam as I watched him draw blood, and I nearly swooned when at last he pierced her. My heart pounded so hard in my chest as I watched the brown female struggle beneath him as instinct demanded she did, her head twisting around to try and bite the golden male. For the first time, a fierce possessiveness found its way into my soul, and before I registered what I was doing, my fangs were flying for her nose. Yelping, with fangs now in her scruff and a small needle-toothed mouth on her snout, she could do nothing.

I do not see the girl, I only see the yellow and red of his eyes as I watch him. My painted tail waves excitedly as I chew down the victim's nose, the cartilage easily ruined beneath my jaws. Her own jaws close and chew instinctively as she hollers until my molars literally chew her nose off. Now she can do nothing but slowly drown and gurgle in her own blood as the swelling subsides for my golden knight. The russet of my lips covers the fact there is blood on them, my eyes twinkling brightly as he offers the dying girl's throat to me.

I wanted to bathe in her blood, simply because he had sated himself with her, tied with her, and I did not want to see children result. I also never wanted to see the mother again. Her hide was bloodied by him, her face by me, and now I would take her life. "For me? Darling, you know how to speak to my heart!" I exclaim happily. Then, with a swiftness and fierceness never seen before in any yearling save my grandsire, I am at her throat and using all of my painted weight and strength to rip this vital piece of her out. It felt as though I were playing a sick game of tug-a-rope with Malignus, but it was a very fun and telling experience. I wanted him.

Oh, I wanted him so badly he made me ache long before my time of age. I was on fire as her blood washed over me to cool me down. "Watching you with her... It made me curious..." I start as soon as the girl is laying limp in the leaf litter, watching my hunting partner as I waited for his response, "What did you think of to make you so...hard on her?" My eyes land on her battered ruff, the injuries there matching mine almost to the letter as I send a knowing smile right at him. My tail arches up as I take my time looking over my meal, waiting for him to speak before I dig into the female he had only just tenderized.