Kiss Me In The Moonlight, Bite Me 'Till I Bleed

The black female would turn her gaze up at an arriving female, nodding in reply.
"I'm just not vulnerable to him," orange irises would burn with curiosity, acknowledging the other fae. She was quite pretty, dark brown coat and blue eyes. Mariposa would tilt her crown into the air, nose twitching a bit as she sniffed a vanilla scent, another female in heat.

Mari would watch, her bright orange eyes slinking over to a female black wolf with one mossy green colored eye. The other one had seemed to appear missing. How odd that she survived. Mariposa stood back in a bit of shock, listening to the fae's words, claiming that her and Mari were related. Were they? Mariposa would trot over to the female, sniffing in a deep breath of her scent. Oh, how sweet and luscious it was, the vanilla scent escaping between her sister's legs.
In honesty, Mari thought she had killed the pathetic slut of a mongrel portrayed before her. But, now she was glad that the hideous fae was alive, knowing that she would be the only one that loved her. "Sonrisa, good to see you. You're as beautiful as ever," Mariposa said as a soft purr escaped her lips, tongue slipping out desperately across her ivory fangs.