"I'm hungry," Fenrir growls, his voice dark and soft within the recesses of Ivar's mind.

"You're always hungry," Ivar grumbles with a roll of his dark eyes. He yearns to feel the soft skin of a woman, just to appease the carnal craving and nothing more. Children are annoying and so are women. Disgusting creatures, the whole lot of them. A growl slips from his lips as his thoughts linger on women and their offspring.

He shifts his weight from hoof to hoof and flicks his tail lazily across his scarred haunches. The shadows grow long with each passing minute and finally the afternoon begins to fade into evening. The air around him grows still and cool against his onyx skin, and he revels in the relief that it offers him. He stands just on the edge of the shore within the thick foliage; his skin camouflages him within the shadows. A movement draws his attention and he watches as a fair skinned woman pushes herself from the surf. Hungrily he watches her as she steps with uncertainty through the frothy surf.

She is a delicate creature, from the paleness of her skin to the gentle arch of her curved nape. She does not slow on the hardened sand but pushes herself deeper into the Lagoon, and he can not help but catch the fragrant scent of her esterus. His dark eyes narrow and a wicked sneer tugs at his ashen lips. He pivots and follows after her with his head low and his steps soft. A growl slips from his lips before he grows quiet once again as he follows her further into jungle.

With each step he takes, her scent grows stronger and the fire beneath his hide smolders hotter. He needs to taste her flesh on his lips and to feel her squirm and to hear her screams fade into the night. He slinks through the foliage until finally he his parallel with her that is when he steps from the cover of the jungle. A wicked sneer contorts his face and his dark eyes hungrily consume every inch of her skin; his eyes linger on her supple hips before he traces the line of her back to where her pretty head ties into her curved neck.

"You look lost. Is there anything we can help you with?" he scoffs as he begins to circle her to ensure he blocks her escape.