Comming Undone
10-17-2017, 09:01 PM
The vixen glided among the trees, taking care not to step upon the fallen leaves. She stalked silently among the skeletons of autumn, brilliant blues scanning the area. Mammon had taken care to rinse her brother's scent from her pelt in her swim from their island to the mainland. She would not carry his scent with her this time, no she was on a hunt and it would be better to appear unattached. There was the scent of a stranger on the wind and his form moved on the horizon. Her tongue slithered along glistening canines while she thought. He smelt of a pack... she could use that. She slunk around him, doing her best to keep downwind of him. Picking up the pace she would pass the boy, emerging from the trees up a head of him, probably just visible as a silhouette. She dropped onto her haunches and gave a deep, audible sigh. She would hold herself with no hostility, in fact she gave no outward indication that she had even noticed him yet. Hopefully he'd be drawn in. |
Leviathan or "Levi" as Mammon's brother and lover is welcome to crash all her threads regardless of tag rating.