She picked through the plants, stopping only as she saw a woman, laying alone. Auriga's head tilted; the Saxe bitch knew her tastes, and this stranger didn't quite meet them... but she knew the tastes of her siblings, and perhaps one of them would like her. As Auriga paused long enough to lift a trio of fly agaric mushrooms and tuck them away, noting their toxicity and potential uses -- both
trances and vomiting, sickness-- she considered her options.
Should she ....?
Yes. She should.
Auriga advanced towards the stranger, fixing her with a devilish sort of smile; a Saxe's smile, full of confidence and hunger and the hint of brutal desire that none of them could shake.
"Day isn't treating you well, it seems." Her voice is a low murmur, a sibilant sound that promises many things. "What's got you so down, stranger? The season of love not fit you right?"Her ears flick forward, and there's a keen look on her face. The bitch in front of her looks... interesting. Perhaps she'll be willing to share a bit of herself -- her story, mind. Not her flesh.
"Auriga"
