She had been dormant for too long. After living with Dragomir and keeping her true self at bay, she thought she was free once he disappeared. Then, she met Taurig and experienced real love that cancelled out her emotions. Her children became her little loves and they took the evil out of her system for many months. Now, Taurig was gone, her family was spread in various parts of the globe, and she was on her own. The rogue life was all right, but she was tired of living it. Her mind had been made up when she arrived to Cataleya's borders. The Moor was squishy beneath her vibrant, golden paws as she flawlessly moved through the murky bog. Her inner core vibrated with pleasure as she bounced across the land to reach her destination. Green eyes looked up and around for any signs of life aside from herself; alas, there weren't any. Small smile appeared on her face as she reclined to her haunches and waited for Cat's appearance. The golden vixen didn't have to howl for her presence to be known. Her scent spoke for itself. speech here

Her scent was intoxicating. It beckoned the silver Queen like a moth to a light. Limbs pulled her to the border, through the mist in silence. It would only take minutes for the behemoth to stand before the golden woman, a devilish sneer curling her lips. The heady stench of sex still clung to her pelt, pulling a rumbling growl from her throat. "Couldn't stay away could you?" The harlot would coo, eyes dancing with wicked intent. Their last encounter had been more than memorable. Kylar had sated them both [much to her surprise], and together they had romped in spilled blood, each taking turns ravishing each other. Lazy steps would bring her closer, so close that her would wash over the woman's face if she didn't move. Coral gems would peer down at her newest toy, twisted pleasure shooting through her veins. Oh the trouble they could cause together. Muscles would ripple in silent anticipation as she stood before the golden woman, only a small distance between them. There was no warm greeting, but she wasn't entirely unfeeling towards her little temptress, but she would not move to touch her, at least not yet. Speech,

Maija would find it hard to not smile, but her self-training made it easier to succeed. Her smooth features remained intact as she saw the large Queen approach. Cataleya's presence was definitely inviting to the golden temptress, especially after the outcome of their last encounter. Flashbacks of sex, blood, and cannibalism swept across her visage and Maija's cold heart did a small backflip in its cage. Secretly, she couldn't wait to have such an experience again. Once Cat was within nuzzling distance, she reclined to her haunches. Sweet words left her lips, coral pools fixating upon Maija's form. Maija's leaf-green gaze remained cool to the surface, but inside, her mind was whirling with what possibilities she would be given upon joining Cataleya and her pack. A slip of a smile appeared on Maija's face then, and a soft chuckle slipped from her lips as well. "Not for long," she admitted, tones thick with her rich Romanian accent. She watched Cat with her leaf-green eyes before reclining to her own haunches. Her height was a bit shorter than the Queen's, making her slightly tip her head up to meet her gaze again. Maija's ears remained perked and her body slowly relaxed as she began to think of her future beside Cataleya. "Tell me about Arcanum..." Her request was voiced in the style of a command, but she didn't mean it that way, by any means. The curiosity that wandered through her mind slipped through her words and she silently hoped that the legend in front of her would accept her request without being upset. Speech,

Thick Romanian accent filled her ears as the woman wished to know more of Arcanum. A brow would lift in mild surprise, but she would oblige and give the woman was she wanted. The golden temptress would seat herself, waiting, curiosity filling her gaze. "Whats to tell?" She would smirk. "I house all less desirable of society. They are all no different from you or me. They crave to see blood spilled." A shrug would lift her shoulders. "Are you interested in joining me?" A tantalizing smile would lift charcoal lips as she beckoned the woman with a look. There was no doubt that this woman would make a fine addition to her pack, but where to place her? Gears rotated in her mind. Idly she wondered how this woman ended up with Taurig. His scent was nonexistent on her pelt. Had he left? Died? Or did she leave him? His well being was none of her concern, but she still had a bone to pick with him about Valentine. He had abandoned their son, left him to fend for himself. Speech,

The idea of blood being shed made Maija's mouth water. She had never considered having a life involving such turmoil and death before. When she was in Tortuga with Taurig, she had despised the idea of him heading to war and defending his home. The thought of losing him and not having him come back alive had made her heart thaw and refreeze over and over. Now that he was gone and she didn't have a man by her side, she knew that her decisions would be based on her personal desires. To have Cataleya take her in after seeing her enjoy the torture she had carried out...it definitely gave the woman a warm feeling deep, deep, deep inside her core. Her face remained smooth and emotionless as Cat asked her if she was interested. Ears were perked in interest and Maija slowly rose from her temporary sitting position. Her claws dug into the ground firmly as she blinked her leaf-green gaze before replying. "I am," she confirmed, knowing that she would enjoy the atmosphere of the pack she plunged into. With Cataleya as her Queen and her judgment, she would be fine. Immediately, she thought of Sibelle, but the golden temptress's fierce side was becoming more hungry and she knew Solstice wouldn't be as open to torture and blood spilling as Arcanum was. Talk like this

After a moment, a simple confirmation rolled off her wicked tongue. The silver woman's salacious grin would stretch wider, anticipation flooding her system. "Excellent." Husky words fell from silky lips. "Now where to put you." Tones were thoughtful as her gaze hungrily swept over her golden toy. "Official maybe. Hmm or Aggresseur. Or even Marquis." She would rise, moving to circle around her temptress as she spoke. Occasionally she would bump against her, fire shooting across her skin where they touched. There were so many possibilities. She would love for this woman to take any of these positions. "So what'll it be baby? Beta, assassin or lead warrior?" A devilish grin would splay her lips as she halted once more in front of the woman, beckoning her further into the territory. Was she power hungry? Or just simply thirsty for blood? Saliva pooled hungrily in her mouth, she would not turn down the chance to keep this woman within her grasp. Speech,

Cataleya walked around Maija's form, lightly touching her in various spots. The sparks between them were hard to miss and soft growls slipped from Maija's closed lips. Her leaf-green eyes followed the Queen as she completed her circle and faced her with her burning coral gaze. Maija's eyes burned just as hot for the woman in front of her and she felt a slip of a smile appear on her face. She rose from her haunches and walked towards Cat, stepping beside her so they would walk together onto the territory. "Beta sounds perfect," she darkly purred, tail lightly flicking behind her. "Will I get to enjoy my painful pleasures?" She softly asked, eyes meeting those of her new ruler. Her fur ruffled as she walked and silently thought of harming those who did wrong towards Arcanum. "You're gonna hear me roar"

The golden woman would rise, her dark purr ringing in silver ears. Beta. So she was a power hungry bitch. A grin would twist her lips. The pair would venture deeper into the moor, a question flowing softly from gold lips. "Who am I to deny you?" She would chuckle darkly. There was no doubt in her mind that they would be playing together again soon. It would be the wait that would drive her mad. She had thoroughly enjoyed herself that afternoon, and she longed to experience it again. "As Official, you work beneath Meinx, my Gouvernuer." A brief introduction would be necessary so that her toy didn't wander around lost in life. "The moor and plains both belong to me, I expect that you are capable of accepting new members. Each new member will need to be tested in some capacity to prove their worth of a rank, otherwise they will be Commoners." Her gaze would flick towards the woman. "We have one slave as of now, Forsaken. He had trespassed." Her tones were nonchalant as she moved along, halting in preparation to part ways. "If you have a questions, you can always find me, or Meinx. You will need to meet her soon." A slow grin would curl her dark lips as she stepped away from the woman with a flick of her tail. "Until then, I'll leave you to settle in." With that she would turn, disappearing into the mist of her home. -exit unless stopped- Speech,