She continued to look down upon the racing ocean with her sunny eyes. The dim sun shined down upon the land, it was early morning. Her fur danced within the light wind that swept over the blanket of snow. Though, a scent filled her cold nose. A female. The daemon was pleased, another woman to add to her list. They had just been popping up left and right. It was insanly beautiful. Though, she did not recognize the scent. She did not know who or what this creature was like. She hoped it was another erratic being to follow her. But, only one could be so lucky. As the crunching of snow was heard the skulled bitch turned around to see the other mahogany woman. Her eyes lit up, pleased to see such a little pretty. The woman slithered closer before she held her ground. Her marred back to the cliff. "And who is this pretty little girl?" She laughed softly and licked her masked lips.
