She knew that she had to please him, and not only him, but the Shade. She had to do what needed to be done. That is what led her to this spot and in this moment, as she looks into the mouth of the den of one young and chosen. She uses a voice nice and sweet- a voice she used to use with her father and mother- creatures becoming distant in her mind as the days seem to go on.

The young one is irritated, and he does bring himself out of the den. She watches with wide rainbow eyes, blinking at his displeasure as her ears pull back slightly. She looks away shyly and innocently, seemingly hurt by the words the younger one says. Yet that is when Underidge moves in. She can feel his aura and his...possessiveness. She knows he does not like her out of his sight, and not so close to one unworthy and chosen to die by the Shade.

When Underidge comes near, her ears flicker forward once more as Underidge lets his vocals flow freely among them. He speaks of the Shade and she knows what is to come. Yet it is an odd feeling. She never imagined herself in this spot before. She never saw it in her future, and yet here she is, as the male goes to attack the younger boy. Her gold-touched fur stands on edge at Underidge's sudden movements.

She watches these moments unfold as he attacks as the stranger reacts. She finds her heart beating sharp but for a moment, and perhaps months ago she would have felt a panic and a harder hesitation. Yet, she had been captured by Underidge and crushed under his will and the will of the Shade. She stood eerily still for a moment as they struggle. She remembers wanting to be an assassin, a killer in a way that is not for warriors, and she remembers how her father never approved of the idea. She knew this very moment was why.

But that is why she must prove them wrong. She could be that and so much more- so much more with the power of the Shade. It does take her a few extra seconds to take advantage of the situation Underidge caused, but she finally snaps. She quick in her movements with her lithe form. Jaws part and they attempt to land upon the neck under the jaw of the younger boy. She will attempt to latch on, to stuff more neck into her mouth so that her fangs go deep and molars can crush as much of the neck as possible. If she lands and if she succeeds in getting in the crushing bite, she will then shake her head viciously- and silently- hoping to rip flesh to the point of tearing apart the neck and cutting open the valuable jugular. She knows not if Underidge is going to be damaged in this. He moves as if he does not care if fangs fall into his own flesh. She does remain aware, and will attempt to avoid any jaws coming her way but she knew such a thing might not always be possible, thus she hoped Underidge could keep him under control just enough for her to...for her to end his life with her cold rainbow gaze wishing to suck his essence away for the Shade.