All on my own

"This forest is haunted," HA! She scoffs at his words, her mind reeling as she thinks back to the multiple times this forest has played dirty tricks on her. This man didn't know the half of it- but she did not want to ponder on that thought for vert long. She was in heat, and a satisfactory man was standing before her asking for her attention. There was no need to ruin their encounter with talk of her demons. "Mmmm, you call it chance, I call it fate..." She murmurs with a devilish smirk on her lips. The gods had their way of planning her life out, she has no doubt in their wishes. There was a reason this man stumbled upon her, and soon she would find out why.

Slowly the vixen raises her body from the earth to recline onto her haunches, her elongated tail flicking delicately to lay on her front feet. She follows his eyes as they hungrily devour every inch of her petite frame. It was obvious that he admired her beauty... but how could he not. She is a goddess, a vixen, the prime example of undisturbed beauty. Not a single scar or blemish littered her exquisite embodiment. "You may call me Fiamette. She says gently as she extends her right paw toward him, offering him the chance to greet her with a kiss as any gentleman should do. Her facial expression has turned from void to inviting, and her body language is soft and composed. Being in heat had a way of putting her in a marvelous mood when a man started knocking at her door.