Death Before My Eyes

*Sonrisa* · (This post was last modified: 05-16-2014, 02:25 PM by Sonrisa.)

The woman would stay - seated dangerously close to the pits - for several minutes before another living being would approach. She would stand immediately, that same excitement singing in her veins. Her dark mind was brewing up all sorts of terrible images, of helpless little animals trapped and struggling in this lake. Her lips twitched once more into a smile which soon disappeared as she saw that it was only another wolf. Sonrisa would sink back to the ground with a dissatisfied grumble, looking away at the black substance again before the male would speak. His words surprised her, but in a sickeningly pleasant sort of way. The twisted way this man spoke sent adrenaline into her heart, quickly heating the place between her legs. Her season was fading away now, the intoxicating vanilla scent now dull and uninteresting, but she could still make time for this ivory king.

"Did you call me a beauty, my fine gentleman?" her tone was laced in mockery, her distorted face twisted into a smirk. "It seems you lie through your rotten teeth just to get what you want. And if what you desire may be the pleasure of my company, you'll have to entice me much more than that." That being the obvious show he had just put on, what with his sliding up beside her and brushing his fur against hers.

But still, Sonrisa played along, enjoying the attention. She caught his gaze lingering on the place between her thighs and decided to let out a seductive grumble for his entertainment. Her tricks were always the same. She curled her ebony tail around his hind leg, tilting her chin down in a mischievous way. Her appendage began to snake slowly upward, teasing him. But she wouldn't go too far. She wasn't sure if she wanted him yet. "My name is Sonrisa. What might I call you?"

Walk.
"Talk."
Think.

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