I'm a Lover and I'm a Sinner

The dark woman walked through the landscape, her mint green optics shimmering in the rays of sunlight that glistened over the landscape. Her nostrils twitched when the scent of another wolf happened to throw her scents scattering in various directions, eyes narrowing slightly and a smirk appearing on her maw. As the woman walked, the soft grasses that happened to sprout throughout the ground, eyes shining in the shadows as the sun was still fairly noticeable within the trees. She happened to stop by a stream, the wolf that she happened to see, close by her line of vision as she bent her head down and lapped at the liquid that quenched her thirst.

"You seem to be alone," she spoke, turning her cranium only slightly and a smirk still stayed noticeable upon her maw, "Why?" She stood up and slowly approached him, almost in a slow waltz, almost as if teasing him. She did not know who this brute was, but, if he acted correctly, he could join Sin's kingdom. Just the thought of making her 'master' happy made her heart skip a beat. Sin, to her, was evil and perfect, but, just like her brither, they both acted the same way to get what they wished for, and she admired Sin because of that.

She stopped and met the brute's gaze, her eyes batting at him almost as if she appeared to be flirting.