”Well unlike most females I am a trained fighter. I enjoy soaking in blood when I’ve been to war and relish in the fact that I am hunting an enemy that took my children away from me. I want her to smell me as I slit her throat and let her realize that the princess she so hates has put her to her death.” She blinked at the realization that she just talked murderously towards someone she’s never met before. She wondered how the male would take that. Shaking her head she changed what she had said to now something with Flirtation. ”You’d be able to smell me across a blood soaked field? Does that mean you’d come looking for me if we were ever in battle together?”

She liked that his name meant Bringer of blood. It was different from what she had been around. All the wolves around her growing up had cute girly names and it made her not realy want to be associated with them. But Rumrix, bringer of blood, that was a name she could get behind…

or under….

She listened to him say follow the river south and she blinked at him. ”I wouldn’t go to far south, you’ll run into a pack with an Alpha named Kershov, but lets see what I can tell you to peak your interest. This land has wolves that are covered in colors that would put a rainbow or a flower to shame. To the east of us there is an alpha with a crown of horns on his head. My alpha, Kershov, has a cape of feathers, and I know somewhere in these lands there are wolves adorned with scales. We have blood sucking vampires that from my understanding are wanting to reopen a pack. We have warriors called the tempests.. They protect the rainbow wolves. I don’t know what more I can tell you handsome.”

She finished her statement with a compliment to him, being a shewolf that enjoyed rugged men he topped the cake. She wanted to try and flirt with him, see if he would crack under her beauty or her sweet smell. But she would probably have to try slowly.