dark necessities

What a strange place, a strange place indeed. The woman had met a few wolves in these what seemed to be barren lands, and she had every intent to meet more. In fact, she wanted to build some strong relationships with the wolves she would meet. Either good or bad, she did not care. She enjoyed pissing others off, but she also wanted to build a population of wolves who were on her side. It was all apart of her plan, a plan that she would only share with few. A wicked grin painted on her face as she journeyed into the entrance of a cave.

The cave was quite dark as she traveled in deeper, but her eyesight adjusted to the blackness quickly and she continued. Two toned gaze looked at the cavern walls, noticing the colors that were smeared all over the stone. Paintings, the demoness stopped to study the pictures. Seas, people, mountains, forests, how interesting.