Post by andarial featherstone on Dec 1, 2009 21:50:52 GMT -5
She loved it here. She loved the thick of it all. But most of all she loved the battle that was hovering overhead that everyone knew was going to happen but not quite when. She loved the anticipation that usually made everyone sick but made her body hum with eagerness and pleasure. She danced with it tonight because she could practically smell it on the air, the possible blood and beginning screams.
Andarial glanced about her. It made her and Wulf chuckle when they saw that no werewolf dare sleep next to her because she was known for taking out the higher competetion. Stronger than most pure wolves and stronger than most anthro-wolves. She was powerful though slim, she came equipped with a stronger sense of smell than most but her hearing was much less.
She stood and stretched and many eyes glanced over her appreciatively. She was attractive to say the least, but few would approach her about it and those who did were stupid. Except those she had chosen as sex partners, it only lasted for the night but it was one of the best nights of their lives and they usually never regretted it. She killed those who came up and asked her on a date, usually, no it had to be her to ask. It had to be her to make the first move. So even though she allowed them their little looks as soon as she straightened and glanced about they dropped their eyes and continued on with their games or conversations.
She pushed away a wolf that was in her way and they mumbled an apology and she stepped outside for some air.
Andarial glanced about her. It made her and Wulf chuckle when they saw that no werewolf dare sleep next to her because she was known for taking out the higher competetion. Stronger than most pure wolves and stronger than most anthro-wolves. She was powerful though slim, she came equipped with a stronger sense of smell than most but her hearing was much less.
She stood and stretched and many eyes glanced over her appreciatively. She was attractive to say the least, but few would approach her about it and those who did were stupid. Except those she had chosen as sex partners, it only lasted for the night but it was one of the best nights of their lives and they usually never regretted it. She killed those who came up and asked her on a date, usually, no it had to be her to ask. It had to be her to make the first move. So even though she allowed them their little looks as soon as she straightened and glanced about they dropped their eyes and continued on with their games or conversations.
She pushed away a wolf that was in her way and they mumbled an apology and she stepped outside for some air.
