Let me bleed you dry

A strange little creature prowled the night, weaving in and out of her view. His dark form had been visible from her position, it was rather amusing watching him bound from place to place as though he had no idea what he was looking at. She shook her head slowly, a soft amused laugh bubbled briefly in her throat. It was queitly cut off by a shrill noise that supposed was meant to be a bark. But to what? She didn't howl, hadn't made a noise. A brow lifted as the lanky shadow came racing towards her. How interesting. He skidded to a stop, his words eagerly reaching her ears. Caesar is here! So he spoke in third person? This wolf just got more and more interesting. Coral eyes roamed over his tiny form, he looked as though he hadn't eaten in months, his coat was poorly kept, bones sticking out. He looked so breakable. Plume wagged behind him, everything about him screamed excitement, like she was the best person in the world right now.

"Hello my dear. As always her voice a low lusty purr, rolling off her tongue and wrapping around you like silk. He had stopped a few yards away, outside of her striking zone. "No need to be so far, I don't bite." A coy smile curled her lips upward as she let a shiver roll down her spine. He appeared to be so innocent, eyes wide with naivety. He was oblivious to the threat she held. The killer that resided in her eyes, the very faint smell of blood that seemed to linger around her, though it was currently masked by the smell of her heat. Poor boy, so clueless to the fact that he may never see the sunrise again. She had remained in her seat position, crown tipped towards him, her outward appearance made it seem like he was the only wolf in the world that matter, that he was current addiction. When all she really wanted was the blood that pumped through his veins.

OOC- *drools on acrylic art*