Sekhmet was calculating in her movements, everyone made with confidence and determination. Still, even she grew tempered as the multitudes of voices chimed in from the one that trailed her. She had the deep for communion and death for companionship but the wolf with many wolves within was almost maddening to her but she kept her teeth free of the flesh of the living with an agitated rumble. Occasionally tuning into the words that came spilling out to the inner selves. The most brazen fool that kept a hint of a challenge at least was observant enough to see her agitation but the second was most clever and decisive in trying to assess her even if she didn’t take to kindly to the way he did so she perhaps felt the most wisdom could be held within him. There had been a curious nature hidden behind cold eyes as a new females tones filled the air, this was new to her but she paid her little mind until she spoke of how someone might have been unkind to her causing her to hold back the desire to send her running in terror.

When she had snapped at the living she seemed fearful and a deep drive was instilling that perhaps the living was too weak to be the living as she pleaded for her not to be hurt but she never spoke to the girl on the matter the frustrating males callousness to one growing weak kept her wrath at bay for a moments but she would allow his words but she held ever intent to bury her jaws within their flesh a very real thing never just a threat or a bluff. His comment wasn't flattering but she paid him little thought now as she looked at the deer and to the living stifling a growl at the living but back to the herd the breeze could shift easily and she would have her pound of flesh or she would find a new source but the thud was audible enough and caused her to turn around the herd noticed too but only moved a few yards away still with a reasonable range but now she turned around to the living, not with concern but anger and wrath in her eyes.

She stifled her snarl in an effort to savor her hunt as she stalked towards the fallen living with her throat tucked she almost relished in the idea of sinking her teeth into flesh and ripping into the being. Perhaps it was on the brink of death anyway but she was uncertain, perhaps it was unconscious either way it did nothing to stave the agonizing hunger that ripped through her bodice. “Get up. Or. I will. Devour you.” She threatened in silent hisses perhaps this one would assume nothing more than a threat to scare them as the true malice was hidden and deep intentions tucked ever so obscurely out of view. She would eat them but she wanted to allow the wolf to think it was a scare tactic over a very grim reality that Sekhmet would intact be willing to rend and tear the flesh of her own kind and consume it with greed and bloodlust. This was who she was and only a threat that would grow stronger each passing day.