When The Heat Takes Over

Her being blended in with the colors of fall. Her tans and russets were unnoticed as she passed through brush and trees alike. The sunny orbs of the demon were bright and alert. Her belly was full, yet her mouth watered at the scent of freshly spilled blood. It was Rat blood. The crazed woman rolled her marred shoulders and sought out the source. Her nose tingled in response to the tiny bit of blood. She loved the iron infused crimson liquid. It was mouth watering to the scarred woman.

As she got closer her eyes fell upon a black dame whom feasted upon the little rat. A ravaged tongue flowed across a jagged muzzle. The fae nipped at the fine flesh of the Rodent in hunger. She could see that this woman was starving, oh she loved the weak ones. She let forth a rumbling growl of hunger, not for food, but for lust. Her sunny orbs flicked up and down as she scanned the body of the midnight creature. "Oh darling you are something" She let forth a horrible giggle that sounded like a child's but much more sadistic. Canttina tilted her head and slithered closer in interest. "Does this delicious creature have a name?"