Thank you mah love! <3
Red eyes were still ablaze with fury as she munched on the flesh of the wolf that had attacked her. Blood splattered most of her face and chest, as well as staining what used to be pristine white fur upon her paws. The red liquid trickled down her chin and slowly dripped back into the blood that began to pool around her. Her mind was still partially blank as instinct overrode everything else unable to think clearly about anything. But, as that died down, the voice in her head came back. What to do next? Should she bother burying the remains? Nah, that would be too much work and really, she did not respect the wolf that had attacked her all too much at this point in order to give him a proper burial.
The de la Croix girl basked in the light of the moonlight once she finished eat, every so often pressing her muzzle into the tender flesh to take another sniff or bite. It was intoxicating the way the wolf's blood tasted and it was that that had drove her into her frenzy, he first blood he spilled had made her mad with pleasure. Her eyes sought for any bit of life that may have been left in him, but there was none. That was when her large black ears twitched atop her head when the sound of something large approached and caught her ear. Maybe if she were in the right state of mind she might have been a little embarrassed at being so dirty and caked with blood, but in this moment she hardly could care.
His words tickled her ears, dipped in a heavy accent she did not know. European more than likely from the tinge in it. It definitely was not anywhere around here. She liked it though and that caused a small smile to spread across her features as she glanced up to the male. Aislin bounced up to her paws before turning to him, still not responding as she attempted to figure out just what he was. Friend? Enemy? Wolf? Hybrid? Her mind was swimming with questions. One was answered though within the instant. Cotl Ulrich. Her eyes watched his face for any sign of aggression before she decided things seemed safe enough as she backed over her kill.
"Aislin de la Croix," she spoke uneasily, eying him for a moment as she wondered what this male wanted with her. She was too tired from her previous fight to take him on as well. Her muscles were shaking as she even made any effort to stand, wanting to collapse beside her kill and sleep for forever. Instead, she decided to be polite and entertain this male for just a bit longer.
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