enchanted

The behemoth prowled through the snow covered ground with vicious lavender eyes. Her pelt flowed luxuriously with each stride. She enjoyed the brisk weather but hated the snow beneath her massive paws. The woman hated the numb feeling it gave the pads of her paws. It annoyed her. The woman was easily worked up but she was more intelligent then letting some snow get on her nerves to much. She had recently joined Glaciem and made her home within the mile-high woods. She enjoyed it within the harem but had yet to meet many of the harlots. Only Sen and she had seen a few others. Six was not the happy go lucky social butterfly type. She approached when she felt like it was needed or when she felt obligated to. The woman yearned to meet the pale King everyone spoke so highly of. She wished to know why all the ladies fawned over him. Six was not opposed to shamless pleasure but she would not be nothing but some brood. The black and white girl aimed to rank up. Family and blood came first in Glaciem but she would make her mark as an outsider. She wished no one ill will, nor did she wish to take over. Six set her goals low at first until she itched for more.


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