Har har har! Mine is an evil laugh! Now die!

Eep! Nope don't step there, nope nope nope not there. Quickly, the red woman would bounce from one paw to another avoiding the steep drop below, balancing precariously on the edge. She could feel the fear pounding through her veins, but with it was the throb of excitement and thrill - the danger seeping through her skin and causing a delighted laugh to emerge from her as she danced around what would have been certain death.

Nope, she wasn't insane. She was just in heat. And this was a great distraction from the desires that she craved.

She'd spot a hill - hmm, what was up there? A great view, no doubt. Paws moved to start up on that hill, when a whiff of a scent caught her attention, and she'd freeze. It was male, undeniably male. Alarm sparking in her gaze, her tail would move down, hugging her rear end and slightly below, as if it would stop the heat pheromones from being noticed.

She knew that if she scented him, there was almost no doubt that he had already noticed her, and she'd turn in a slow circle in an attempt to spot him. It didn't take long; his tall, dark form stood out among the white, chilly snow that had yet to melt due to the altitude. She stood there awkwardly, uncertain if she should say something, but uncertain whether to go.

"Speech"