Monsters were always lurking in the dark. It was only now that the senseless began to open their eyes and ears. She had known of the creatures called monsters, called danger. She was one of them, and had spent many moons hearing the cries of the weak. Yet, her oily black legs led her back to the land of her birth. Many still linger here, and here she did not have a name, at least, none other than True Angel. She had not seen the odd, crazed woman of sunset in many moons either, but certainly missed the delicious sacrifices that used to be brought to her feet, or the delicate minds brought to be twisted.

Whose path will she stumble upon today? Night was starting to fall. The sun was fading, and her form stirred once more. She was driven to go and to seek out. She was driven by an instinct strong and wild within her, yet the woman perhaps held a bit more grace, and bit more will than that of her parents. She was very much a combination of them both. She, however, held the intelligence of her mother with learning much of the language she lacked...but the blood of her father still ran strong.

She walked along the water and weaved through rock. The water was always a place where predators caught prey- prey always needed their drink, she had learned. They always come back. She knew not what she was going to do with her prey- just play? Prod? Poke? Amber eyes haunted her black-masked visage, scanning for movement that would signal her attention.

Yet it was her ears that led her, with a sudden outburst of words. It was not her in which this dark one hears and lets his voice out at, but it certainly draws her in. She comes not from behind, but from the right front side of the wolf. She immediately locks on, and trots forward with purpose towards him. It is a mixture of feelings as she bares down upon him. She does not run, does not hasten, but she does not slow, not until she was rather...close or he moves away.

"So loud....so loouuud," she says with her hissing voice. "They will come from you," she says menacingly, her amber eyes refusing to move from him as a rather maniacal smile graces her face. She does not hold herself low...she holds herself high. Her chest is out and ears are forward. Her tail is raised behind her as she demands he acknowledge her with simply her harsh gaze.

"They will...redden their fangs...red faannnggs," she hisses again, this time with a bit of a wrinkle to her muzzle. It was a warning of sorts- of the creatures of dwell in the night...and perhaps including herself, as she assesses the...loud young one before her.

Formerly Riven- Tobias x Flare