Venemous Bitches

The goddess felt her heart flutter with excitement as venom dripped from the yearling's lips. Were all the mortals around here this ballsy or was this thing just an idiot unaware of the danger Amunet posed? Well no matter, if there was to be any death this day it was certainly not going to be her own. "Such haughty words from one so lowly." She mused as she circled around behind the yearling, her form just close enough that their fur brushed as she moved.

"If one seeks a leisurely swim, one only need ask." As she finished a gentle swing of her hips against the back of the yearling made her point clear. Then she moved towards the yearling's other side, her nose almost pressed into their ear as she whispered again. "Tell me child, do you wish to tango with the gods?"

"Sweet little lies"