Taste The Rainbow
Was every location in these godsforsaken lands wet? The Vixen wasn’t sure when she hadn’t been covered in at least a fine layer of mud, it was usually a thick layer at least on her legs. Her paws were dipped in murky liquid now as she trekked away from the tree. The silver bathed woman swung her gaze around the wet landscape, a brilliant shape catching her eye. It was midday, a time she ought to have been home sleeping so she could gaze upon her celestial body as it rose into the sky but no instead she was out here in the mud and the wet and her heat was making her more irritable than usual, so she might as well get some enjoyment out of this outing. Pale yellow, starlight eyes drank up his form. He was a giant of a wolf and she found her body screaming at her as his scent finally hit her. It didn’t seem he had noticed her yet, that simply wouldn’t do. "Looking for something, big boy?" Those last two words tumbled from her lips without her permission mingling with her low, flirtatious tone. She stood tall, or as tall as her diminutive stature could manage, lean lithe muscles pulled taunt with her stance. |