Take a look at the one you're with

ooc- I have to throw her in this one ;p

After her brother had left the beach, leaving them both wanting, she had gone off on her own, hunting. It was dead of winter, snow covering the ground. It made seeing tracks easy, but trying to find prey was another story. Her stomach growled impatiently. She wanted at satisfying meal. Coral eyes darted around, nostrils flaring to pick up any scent of prey. And boy did she pick up a scent. A bitch in heat. So thats what a woman smelled like during her season. It was absolutely intoxicating. She changed her course, deciding to pay the woman a visit. As she got closer a welcomingly familiar scent teased her nose. Demyan. Lips curled back in a silent snarl. Typical male, always looking for a piece of ass. She was going to crash little party. Two toned plume flicked with irritation at her hocks.

It didn't take long for her to find herself in a field of tall grass. She pushed through, following the bitches scent with ease, it was like a beckon. She stumbled across her brothers trail where he had flattened the grass. Following in his steps she reached the pair in less than a few minutes. She paused for a moment, taking in the sight of red bitch that her brother towered over. "Well, well, well." She cooed, eyes narrowing her slits as she threw daggers at her brother and this woman. He thought he could go do whatever he wanted and then spoil her fun? He was sadly mistake. This woman was going to lose her throat if she didn't leave.

Coral eyes began to boil with rage and lust. Damn her heat making her so horny. She slunk forward. A predator watching her feeble prey crave her brother. She came to a stop on the other side of the witch, cornering her between herself and Demyan. Jewels cast over the tiny woman, soaking her red pelt, eyes blue like the ocean. Crown lifted up high, glaring at her brother, "Looking for a whore to satisfy you?" Her voice silky and smooth. Who in the hell did he think he was?