teeth and ambition
The crisp, white snow has smothered autumn though there was not much around these particular areas. It appears somebody had laid a sparkling white sheet over what was once autumn and put it to bed. However, there was beauty in the winter too. The way the snow was sprinkled down from a grey, clouded sky and floats to the ground with grace and elegance, so pure. Her companion decided to take lead and the vampiric succubus was more than laid back in her adventurous to allow her to believe she was in charge, though it could not be further from the truth. A sign in such endevour was her bushy, braided tail that stood proudly, curled around her slender, feline spine.
It took an more than a few hours to be able to trace their preys, even if both their snouts were pressed on the gorund; the snow and ice made sure to cover their food trails and made it harder to scent. But once they did, her audits flickered on top of her slim crown, registering the older woman words.
