Are You Hungry?

To Calliope, it almost felt like fate had brought the two of them here to the hot springs. Facing each other, eyes scoping the other one out in true devouring fashion. She noticed the way Barghest’s markings delicately drape over her not quite feminine but also not quite masculine features. Something Calliope isn’t used to, but finds herself drawn toward.

The water surrounding her also soothes her muscles and chilled bones, making it easier to slide along the rock wall toward Barghest. “The prettiest you say?” She purrs, curiosity piqued, pastel eyes only for Barghest in those moments. “You only need to look in the water for that answer,” Calliope flirts back, a charming smile on her ivory lips.

“I can be any kind of company you’d like,” her voice is breathy as she inches closer, the distance easily closing between herself and Barghest. She pauses, feeling the hitch of her breath, the anticipation of what might come next. Her heart flutters, her belly and other southern regions warming as she finishes closing the distance, hovering an inch or so from the girl’s face.

“A beautiful name for such a beautiful wolf,” Calliope murmurs, her relaxed features inviting Barghest as far as she wants. “I’m Calliope,” she dares reach out now to gingerly attempt to place a paw beneath Barghest’s chin.