Grieve the Evil Child

Hello.


Tiana had never really been prone to other wolves being around her, so when she heard the voice she spun with her haunches raised in defense and her teeth pulled back into a snarl. But she saw it was some weak rouge, well, she assumed the man was weak. She forced herself to calm down and she cleared her throat. "What are you called?" She asked in a regal matter, a sly smile hidden below a polite smile on her face. She was an enigma, and she hoped the other man failed to realize it. The wolves she met were daft idiots, and she hoped this one was the same because he would be easy to manipulate. The game, the hunt if you will, was all Tiana played for. She found a thrill in making others obey her.


She examined the man for what he was or was not worth. It was obvious the wolf was muscular and sturdy, probably from hiking these mountains if he made a schedule of it. His eyes were a silver or a light blue and his pelt was a mixture of gray. He wasn't too bad looking and a small and devious smile spread across her muzzle. "Why are you here alone?" She also posed in a low and almost seductive voice. If he were smart, it would be fun to try and seduce him into doing what she wanted, if he was daft like the rest of them then it would still be fun getting him to do as she wished.