Tell me lies

The queen clambered aboard the strange grounded vessel, unaware of it's origin and really not caring. She had no humor for mysteries, as a goddess anything she had no personal knowledge on was something she had deemed simply not interesting enough to observe. For the pale queen, there was no doubt of her divinity, only signs of the world she stalked being unworthy of her.

Strong metallic scents assaulted her senses, undercurrents of other wolves reached her as well but she gave little care for the idea of trespassing, these mortals lived upon her world and had the gall to claim parts of it as their own so she would not respect their own boundaries. This whole world was hers. Still she was bored enough and maybe these skulking life forms could provide her with a momentary amusement, after all they were fleeting. "Come out, come out little ones, come to play."

"Sweet little lies"