The babe giggled and traipsed the lands, hips swaying side to side like an angler fish enticing her next meal. Tail swayed side to side, waving her aroma back and forth. Blue eyes scanned the terrain, searching for a source of entertainment. Who would she find today? Perhaps her dear brother? A stranger to entice, tease, and fuck over? Perhaps even a child to corrupt and take as her own, to force to do her bidding be it willingly or not. She would reach the bank of the delta, the spring having melted away the winter snow causing the water to spill over the bank. It was flooded to say the least, the water raging against the earth. She approached the banks, water spilling over toes as she seemed to nearly inhale it. Her head violently twitching a few times before she raised it to gaze about. Oh, today would be quite interestin' indeed. Speech Thought Others

Tocan had not crossed the white behemoth?s mind in ages, but then neither had his mother and it seemed his family was determined to pop up at the most inconvenient moments. Lel was wandering a bit away from the den he and Jian were sharing, as he was wont to do, he was free after all and the world was very much his for the taking. Strange that he might catch his sister?s scent here and now, and even stranger that the giant might choose to seek her out, but then he was loath to miss out on any family drama, especially if it meant he might finally be able to put the traitorous bitch in her place. In truth Tocan had done him no real harm, but as she had left him and Jian not once but twice in their lives he would love to force her into his possession, to make her beg for his mercy and pledge herself to him, no matter the cost. With that ever so tantalizing thought in his mind Lel strode confidently in the direction of her scent, that familiar ominous grin upon his pristine face. "Speech"

I have seen all, I have heard all



I have forgotten all.

The woman was of poise and elegance. Her for was long and lanky. Her legs were horribly beautiful, long and bony. Schon's eyes were blood red. Her fur of cream, ebony with hues of crimson, and alabaster to spice things up. She was an image of perfection and she knew it. The lady had it drilled into her mind that her body was a temple and no one was to soil it. She was to be a virgin until she got married to another. Until she chose a man who was also pure. He would have to be rather tall, not fat of any sorts. Beautiful kept fur. Leader material. The lady was heir of Valhalla. She was a Finnvi and she would lead when her old mother gave her the throne. Which she knew would be soon. But, her mother thought she would need more training. Which may have been true, but Schon did not care. She would show her mother otherwise. The girl was a viking, she had no time to wait to be promoted.

Her small paws fell upon the ground with ease. Her skinny form was but a shadow of any other wolf. She was skinny and small, thinking fattness was just horribly disgusting. yet, she slithered along the shore fo the delta. Her wispy tail swayed upon her rear. her marked head was held high as always but as she inhaled scents the girl narrowed her blood red orbs. As Schon went further on, she finally saw the sources of the scents. Schon looked at a white male and then a grey girl. The tall being rolled her shoulders as she sauntered forward. The being of divinity eyed each of them with a little bit of a sneer, but she would not judge books by their covers. Yet, they did not say anything. Schon stood to the side with ease, with all the confidence in the world. "Hello, little creatures." The cannibal tilted her head as she sought after conversation. She wanted to meet everyone, to memorize faces to names, therefor she let forth her own name. "I am Sch?n Finnvi of Valhalla. Who am I in the company of?" The lady would wait for answers, her lips were fine lines, without any sort of expression at all.

Warning: Schon is prone to swearing, violence, and gore. This character is a cannibal. Thread at your own will.