The monster had found something moderately interesting here. The wall. It separated grassland and tundra neatly, perfectly. Nice and high too, the top of it reached just to the limit of her jumping abilities, if she wanted to go any higher actual effort would be required. Snow fell lightly from the grey sky, settling upon her tawny bodice and allowing her to blend even further with the terra below her. Powerful hind muscles bunched as she threw herself into the air at a complete vertical, and landed smoothly on the three foot wide ledge. A soft sigh would escape her maw as she lay herself down upon the stone, the tip of her tail hanging over the edge, and one of her front paws bent at the wrist, pads touching the cool, tightly packed boulders. Pale golden eyes scanned the terrain calmly, her entire body relaxed as she scanned lazily for prey of any kind. If she met another wolf, she may scream.

a thunder of horrid multitude would ravage the beast's right ear, conjured by the violent racking of his taut hide against the stoned wall. he'd always relished the painful pleasure of scratches upon his skin. it was one of the many fetishes the malevolent man possessed. while his contrasting pools remained squinted to prevent any damage and his auds became momentarily handicapped by the rough abuse, his nasal glands came to front and an alarm went off. feline. he removed his agitated hide from the wall and sulked into view, intently searching high and low for the queen. lascivious tongue kissed the air between them, a libidinous smirk playing on his maw. hmm.. i wonder what a wet kitten smells like? his gaunt skeleton would coil and uncoil, anticipation highly evident. i could make it rain, you know. he would wink that glistening diamond gem daringly toward the unknown woman, knowing how possibly dangerous this could turn out to be. but oh, he could not resist.

A dual toned weakling came into her sights, and the terror of the trees smiled flirtatiously as she listened to his adventurous requests. Leaping down from the wall, she approached him slowly, rubbing her face along his. It was then she struck, massive fangs sunk into his meager flesh, and she rendered him motionless and ravaged his body with her teeth and claws. His body was soon unrecognizable as canine, and with that she wiped the blood from her body with snow and grass, and returned to her perch upon the wall.

Oh how she wished she could make that fantasy a reality, to rid herself of the pests that refused to leave her be for a second.

A voice entered her ears, the incessant mewling of a pitiful lupine. Looking downwards lazily, she caught sight of a dual toned, scrawny little creature. A growl of disdain, annoyance, rumbled from her throat, and she bared her teeth in a grimace of distaste.
"Get out of here, mutt."
She growled, flicking her long tail dismissively. She wanted no business with the annoyance. That's all the lupine was, an annoyance, an insipid creature with no business being around a superior creature such as herself. His wink was in no way attractive to her, it was pathetic. The monster's gaze returned to the terrain around her, searching for something more fun to play with.

the virulent vermin would frown considerably, genuinely touched by the feline's lack of interest. he would swarm her voluptuous figure with heady intentions, searching hastily in his mind for anything he may be able to do to win her over. his fallen features lifted slightly as a small grin crept over his chiselled maw. pardon, my queen. the words would fall gracefully from a crafted tongue while slighted masts would fold beneath his chest as he bent his crown, peering up at her arrogantly glowing pools. surely she would take kind to this charade of feline royalty.

A chuckle would erupt from her maw as the man spoke, calling her his queen. How cute, he was so hell bent on getting what he wanted that he would sink to levels he clearly thought were below him far too low to even see. Cold ghostly yellow pools would fix upon the dual pigments of the man's pelt, staring straight into his mismatched optics. Her mirth would subside, and once more would her refined features become cold and emotionless.
"That's cute, dog."
She muttered with a smile, the tips of her massive fangs visible. Her frame lifted into a sitting position, long tail drooping from the edge of the wall as she moved close enough to bend her paws along the edge of the wall. Her voice returned to it's natural growling tone that it took on in the presence of lupines.
"But your answer is still no."
She muttered, her face showing a sarcastic grin. She was enjoying the torment placed upon the canine, she could see how his loins ached. However, she knew a face that pretty would not be worth it in the long run, and to soil herself with something as inferior and pathetic as this emaciated mutt would be like selling herself to the enemy for a scrap of food. Despicable, and pointless. Her worth as a feline would disappear completely.

deliciously molded auds with twitch at the cat's melodious laugh, his mind's eye playing it back to appreciate the venom entwined. bi-hued spectacles would bore into the woman's burning gold, a reflection of her disgust clearly showing. he removed himself from his half-masted position, lowering his groin so as to lean in a sit upon his left thigh. his fair features would fall once more as he was shot down - this little kitty sure was persistent. but so too was jaeger. after all, the finnvi did not win their fortune with halfassed attempts at raids. a queen such as yourself deserves vermin to do her bidding, does she not? he would tilt his split mask to the left, a curious expression poisoning his previously disappointed frown. surely you have something you wish not dirty your divine beauty with? formerly standing audits would fall against his alabaster skull, swathe of darkened coal curling around his hip. i only wish to please, my liege. as prurient tones slipped past his sharply chiselled maw, that always wanton tongue of his slithered from its cavern of stalactites to lavish his lips. he hadn't a clue how to assume position atop that libidinous waist of hers, but he would find a way.

The dual pigmented mutt was persistent as a tick, and it was getting extremely annoying. His voice grated at her auds incessantly, begging so thoroughly for her affections. While she was enjoying the inner turmoil she was causing the canine, but at the same time she desperately wished he would leave her the hell alone. A deep inhale would fill her body, forcing her ribs to swell and push her shoulders upwards. Slowly would the same breath escape her lungs, as she attempted to renew her patience. Somehow killing the pitiful creature would not be as pleasurable as leaving him drowning in lust.
"I am no queen, but you are vermin."
She growled, lidding her acidic pools calmly. Massive paws would flex and grind her claws into the stone, before sheathing the daggers once more. Laying herself down, the tawny beast rested her elbows on the edge of the wall and let her paws hang in the air, her entire body showing only relaxation.
"Your flattery is becoming a mere annoyance, mutt."
Was her only reply, long tail flicking a few times to illustrate her point. She was long past regretting her decision to come to the wall, she was coming close to wishing she had never arrived in these lands. His desires were strictly 'to please' he insisted, and a chuckle escaped her lips. There was nothing joyful about that laugh, it was dry and hard, meant only to poke fun at the grovelling idiot. She continued to look down upon the canid, increasingly aggravated by the speech escaping the dog's jaws.
"The pleasure you seek is only your own."
She growled, her features written clearly as day with the expression of boredom. She was not a mere kitten, to be fooled by grovelling. Neither would she deign to offer her wondrous body to such an inferior.

agitation was beginning to set in on the baleful beast, evident with the methodical twitch of his brilliant brow and the quiver of his lascivious lip. never before have i met such an individual whom refused to play along. folded masts would stretch and rise beneath him, bringing his hips once more level with his protruding shoulders. you are a vile kitten, love. a simple statement bred from pursed lips, laced with only a drop of venom. he needn't push someone that could so easily bring him to valhalla* when he still had plenty work to do in middle earth.

* not a reference to the pack, but rather the nordic equivalent of heaven

ooc; i'm thinking the next post should probably be jae's exit? he's not getting anywhere with her xD

The mutt was getting pissy, the beast could tell that for sure. She was apparently a first, not surprisingly. For a wolf, he was quite a pretty one, but she was still not interesting. A broad grin bared her massive fangs, and she gazed down at the dog. Long tail would flick as she chuckled, a low and throaty sound full of mirth.
"Of course not, dear. You have never met me, I'm one of a kind baby."
She purred, winking at him. When it came to talking about herself, she was always content to do so. She would love to spend time boasting about herself to this canine, but she would leave it at that, see where he took her words. His compliment struck her auds, and she grinned even more. Maybe she could tolerate this lupine's presence for a tad bit longer.
"Why thank you, wolf."
She purred, standing upon the ledge atop the wall, and leaping down to the snowy ground. Seating herself upon the terra, the tawny beast rested her ghostly yellow orbs upon the view provided by the scrawny, dual toned canine. Her disdain for the canidae genus had not dissipated, but this wolf seemed to be trying oh so very hard to get a piece of her, to let himself feel her body against his even for the short time he would require, that she couldn't help feeling sorry for the pitiful creature.

determination. the simple and only reason he kept within the company of the feline. she is was frustrating. she clawed from inside his skin. just like any woman would do when in their presence for too long. the swathe of various gunmetal threads lashed cholericly above his slate spine, an irascible sneer plaguing his lips. but that all changed with the quick wink of the queen's golden eye. his sneer promptly transformed into a raised eyebrow and a cautious smirk. so she liked crude flattery, eh? just his kinda woman. such a powerful force, do not trouble yourself to thank a peasant. i was merely stating a fact. the words would spill from his deep, musical vocals to hang restlessly in the air awaiting the vile feline's reply.

The dog was definitely happy now, getting the attention he craved oh so desperately. He stumbled over his words, spewing more compliments nearly too fast for his vile tongue. She chuffed, her severe features played at by a slight curve of the lips as she looked off to the left, quite bored once more. Canines insisted on getting what they desired, but she existed merely to put a damper on that.
"A peasant you are, mutt."
The tawny beast would growl, her gaze still not upon him. She wanted to make him squirm with annoyance, and then draw him in again. She wanted for this nuisance to quiver until he couldn't bear it, and then she would walk away. Wanted being the key word in this situation. The mutt was boring her to no end, his tricks were old ones and he was too old and stupid to learn the new ones. Broad cranium would snap back to fix him with a cold, pale golden glare, consuming his very soul.
"And for that reason, it is time for me to leave."
She spat, her face clearly covered in a veil of disdain. Standing, the monster turned her back to him and began to pad off, in the direction of her beloved forest. It was definitely a superior company than that of the grovelling dog she was leaving behind. Long tail would flick occasionally behind her, simply for the sake of keeping the lupine's attention upon her as she walked away. This was a fun game, it must be played more often. She thought to herself as she left him behind, disappearing from sight with a sigh of contentment.

.:Exit Zafira:.

irritation boiled under the veins of the maestro flirt, prickling and piercing. who did this woman think she was? she insulted him, abused him, and was now promptly leaving. just like that. a sly smirk crept over his lips, a warmth growing in his chest. he did quite like her style. he took a mental note to track her down at a later time and have another chat so-to-speak, before turning and heading out.

-exit-