A dark-masked face turned up to the night sky. Auriga breathed in, deep, strong. Her lungs swelled full of cold air. The snap of nighttime cold assailed her, but Auriga paid the cold little mind-- after all, she had chased a wolverine into the ship before her, and that meant a promising hunt. What's better... her sibling was nearby, having accompanied her to the cold ground in pursuit of challenging prey.
With a low, drawling chuckle, Auriga regarded the vessel before her. She sauntered forward, jaws twitching into a broad, eager smile.
She turned to her sibling, glancing at them over her shoulder. The bright, pleasant sadism that flashed in her eyes could not be denied, nor could the little dance she did, inviting her sibling to join her upon the boat. The woman looked delighted. "When we catch it, I want to rip it in half. We each grab one side. It should scream. We should be able to have a wonderful time with it." Auriga's eyes flashed. She could be a bit playful with her siblings, and that's what this was. Play.
"Auriga"
