Cold yet brilliant gaze lingered upon the wolf before her. Her limbs began to grow warmer with her shared body heat. The female before her easier to hear now and she didn’t have to wait long for the other to express their mind. Sekhmet simply raised a brow to the woman but remind silent. Did she expect her to shout across the rivers tones? To tell others of her presence? It was far too soon to make such an appearance known to so many. Perhaps some will join perhaps some would fear her too much, it never mattered to her she wasn’t one that often reflected care only protection and food over those she claimed as her own, those that would kneel to her in unity.
As the woman spoke again her gaze returned to its cold nature and a curtain revealed a fang to the woman; the look of perplexity etched ever so lightly into her features. Although clever and cunning she didn’t understand this wolf, why would she want to know if she was okay? She shook her head the darkness muttering to never fall into weakness but it never whispered against her questioning it.
Her features relaxed slightly keeping a vigilant eye cast for others around them and not just the woman before her. She could never reject those wishing to learn be it the nature of darkness or simple things she knew slightly of;
The shadow figure held a harsh gaze; she knew the prize before her a hunger pang but she had yet to see what she desired from the meal the joy and happiness. The darkness hissed and writhed clawing but her gaze only held annoyance as her brother returned to mind. If she could get the woman to drink of the deep perhaps she will gain a possession worthy of being possessed. A pack member of a territory-less leader something more akin to an army or cult perhaps. Maybe few could understand her offer but it was worth the try to tempt the woman to her side or at least gain information on the fem and if fate ever shattered her soul.