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

She watched the man with a delicate gaze. Light pink orbs danced across the trees before they landed back on him. She admired his oddly place markings upon his back. She eyed him like meat, not hiding it one bit. Call her a harlot? Maybe she was one. Then again she just liked the attention. She had family issues as a pup. But, now she was just interested in mating. She wanted men to swoon over her. She wanted women to envy her. She was a typical girl, in that sorts. A very .. dramatic girl.

His voice came to her. The woman tilted her head and licked her fangs. "A pack's territory hm? I had no clue! I am so very sorry. I am not familiar with the claimed territories in these lands. Though, I did smell a peculiar stench." She smirked at giggled. She looked around some more, her eyes flicked tree from tree. They returned to the man then to the hare beneath his paws. The temptress sighed as her mouth watered but she ignored the hunger. Her pink specticals flew back to his. He asked for her name and gave his. She gasped. "Oh how rude of me! My name is Arthfael, sir Thane. Do excuse my lack of manners, ive not a clue what got into me." She snickered gently and batted her eyes. "Are you the leader of this pack? You seem to be fit enough."

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