Like a puppet on strings

Clouded skies blocking silken rays of golden heat. Summer time was perhaps the worst that Desire? could possibly face, the sweaty; drowning expanse something she had not grown used to. Infact, she would much prefer a colder climate instead of a groggy one. But today, she would take a brake from the sun, the clouds giving her the perfect oppurtinity to roam across the splendor of the beach. A lore she was, by appearance and confidance- and she would not hesitate to show everyone around her of what she where to be capable of. A sigh would drop out of loose lips, her toes sinking into the sand as she strolls around, staring within the water. Her purple cloak would be highlighted with the dawn, showing shes far from normal and will bring a hell of a lot of spice to these forsaken lands. Her mind would drift to Viridiana, how was she coping? Was her strategy coming along to claim a pack. Such ideas and ambitions, so exciting and yet Desire? is here, knowing little as to when she may strike. With a few moments to think, De would lay down in the vast open, caring little if others see her.