in lieu of intense humidity, the torrid, summer heat lapped at her generous flesh; caressing her svelte bodice, the smooth lineation of supple legs and slender thighs. a thin wire of golden mist wrung against her swelling frame. breath after lucid breath, tasting softly - the sun, how its ardent glow touched her lips - her cheekbones, the sweet curve of her elegant temple and beautifully sculpted eyebrows. seething against her skin, in a hot veil of smouldering calidity; she merely immersed herself in the torrential gust, feeling the breeze sliding warmly along her neckline and delicate shoulderblades. lucrecia slipped amid the woodland fringe, her eyes alight; fierce and feral. burning with a predacious, dangerously coquettish hunger. the stench of life compelled her to linger, the earth saturated in profound smells that suggested congregation, a packlife. she wove along the shadows, enticed by curiosity. her body seeped in darkness lent by the thick, forest foliage.

A switch, it had been flipped the moment her children had been born. She was fit for battle once more and the urgency for it burned at her very core. The children were safely tucked away with Champion so she could enjoy a break. Violet eyes ignited as the wings drew with them the stench of a stranger. Her strength had come back to her and her agile movements were well intact. She wandered the shadows as if she were apart of them. They coated her, hid her from all eyes, as she stalked after the stranger who so rudely wandered her lands.

Trespassing was a crime punishable by enslavement. Should it be on purpose but there were some circumstances where she was lenient on her rule. She closed the gap between them painfully slow. Her dark coat seemed to blend perfectly to her surroundings. Soon enough she was almost beside the female and the behemoth rose from the shadows to stand before her. Her violet eyes shinning with aggression as she looked down at the stranger.

One moment it took for her to see everything. The way she moved. The way she looked. Everything was imprinted in her monstrous eyes and with her children now born into this world her protectiveness over what and who belonged to her was now 10fold. Her tail lashed out behind her as she eyed the female and growled, ?Do you know whose lands you walk among or do you want a bite to show you?? she said with a tilt of her head. Yet the humor she had mustered was false and all the pretenses of soft violence was just that a pretense. She was out for blood and this female was close to being her target.

ooc: was unsure if she had passed the pack border. if she hadn't then lets pretend newt is just grumpy xD

"i am a nomad. i wish to join your congregation, your pack, of wolves," lucrecia's hiss invokes a sibilant whisper, slithering gracefully from soft, parted lips; her voice and their sensual, Scandinavian accent - trailing in its vapid crescendo, a feral song. lucrecia dips her svelte jaw in greeting the alphaess, yearning for newt's affirmation. she eyes the massive she-beast. newt's mammoth musculature, such a tall and sculpted body; toned, hard, almost masculine, that upon first impressions, lucrecia believed the large woman to be butch. she awaits the female's response, complacently.

Rage, it boiled her eyes and broke her soul. She could feel it prickling down her spine like agitated ants marching to war. Her growl threated to break the world in two and those that knew her would be cowering in the sight of such aggression, yet she knew it was not this females fault she was experiencing such anger. It was the hormones and she needed a mental slap in the face. She shook herself free of the biting ants. Her ears flicked back and forth as she tested her mood. The words had barley registered in her brain but she had caught them. ?Forgive me.? she stated dimly. She knew she needed more emotion in her words but she simply couldn?t muster it. ?Pregnancy brings all kinds of emotions.? She said mater of fact. Her tail swayed behind her as she let out an exasperated sigh. Her ears twitched as she allowed her eyes to rove over the new comers demeanor. She disliked cocky wolves but she wasn?t in the right frame of mind to comment. ?So you wish to join the wolves of shadows? We are the assassins pack.? She stated. Many hadn?t known the underlying agenda of her pack and she wasn?t ashamed to speak of such things. ?What is your name and what is it you can offer us in exchange for your protection and devotion?? she asked quickly, she needed to find kaios and alleviate some stress. It was making her burn and now was not the time for such things.