The monstress lurks; she is a wild thing, living in the shadows as it pleases her. She grows bored, however. Politics never interest her; she is not the sort of beast who can be commanded. She is a slave to her own instincts, and only those who can make her submit will ever pull her into their packs. The giantess stalks, until she finds thing which intrigue her. Her acidic gaze falls upon a shade of earthen tones, unnatural and tempting. Long limbs carry her towards the figure, shaded and desirable. She says nothing as she approaches, stlaking like the true predator she is. A low growl rumbles in her chest; whether it is a growl of possession or aggression remains to be seen.

She would bound and flinch through the trees, slipping through the thicket like the nymph she so resembled. It was no jungle, it offered no camouflage but she would enjoy her time here none the less. Dainty paws tip toed across the lands before finding herself in the shade of a rather large tree and there she would pause, head tipping back to take in the pattern of the light slipping through the leaves as the wind rustled through them. It was in the silence that she would hear paws press into the moist earth. Massive ears would swivel atop her skull, following the sound before chin would tuck and the minuscule she devil would turn to look at the woman who approached. A coy smile slipped over her lips as bushy tail flitted behind her. "What is this? A pet to play with?" Words were a luxurious purr, smile holding oh so many promises as red eyes studied this earthen hued woman standing before her. She seemed... Interesting...

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