of sinners and saints

She felt like a mouse beneath a a Cat's paws. Canttina always thought it was the other way around. Dogs were suppose to chase Cats. But, in this instant Canttina was her prey. It gave the canine a rush of vigour excitement. The woman let her tail slither out and sway idly. Her fur danced within the brisk wind that trickled over them. Snow idly sifted down upon their pelts. Canttina was mostly covered by the Leopard, which gave her warmth. She hadn't felt so warm in ages due to her stay within the North. She thrived on the feline's body heat. The woman growled ever so slightly, a content growl, not threatening.

She waited as Silverback pondered the woman's question. She cuddled further into the Cat's fur. As the feline spoke up, she felt the purr vibrate the woman's body. She stretched slightly and embraced the feeling. She was pleased by the Cat's answer. The feline began to groom her with a rough tongue. Canttina nodded but had another question. "What exactly did you mean by stay with you? Shall I come with you on your travels? Or does my eagerness put you off." She knew how these worked because she was one of them. They loved struggle, but Canttina was more then willing to follow the purring demon like a pet. It was just to fun. Though, it would not change the Wolves horrible habits.


"Talk!"