If at first you don't succeed....try try again

The woman trotted through the forest with a gentle smile upon her lovely lips. Her cream ears swerved and flicked about when she heard the sound of paw steps. The temptress padded delicately through the wooded area. Sun beamed through the canopy. She had no travelled so far from the north, it was odd to the vixen. The smell of the pack was very thick, though she kept going. She wanted to see whom this mystery man was. She heard a scrurry and a rustle. Then words were exchanged. The woman went wide eyed. Her pink orbs flicked about, she did not smell two Wolves. Only one. A tilt of her head would be seen as she lurked further into the forest.

As she got closer she saw a darker coloured male whom caught some prey. The temptress watched as an Eagle flew the scene. She wondered if that was the source of the other voice. Was the man antiquated with a .. bird? The woman shook her head for she did not understand. She moved to be in front of the dark man, her eyes traced his body. He did not apply much pressure to one of his legs, he must have been hurt. Arthfael opened her mouth and let forth gentle tones. "Greetings. I must have wondered a bit to far into this forest. Where am I?" She played the horrid damsel in distress. It was a nice act for men gobbled it up.

Hear me out, Im a believe, let me consume you