The red she wolf walk in her wolf form the leather collar hanging loose around her neck like usual. She refused to take the thing off, of course if someone else wanted to they could. Her body shivered. Biting her tounge to keep from groaning she continued to walk aimlessly around the territory. She heard her stomach growl, but didn't bother to hunt or even aknowledge the fact she was hungry. Hunger didn't bother her so much anymore, not when the heat was so blinding.
The smell of the sadira women made her freeze. Her last encounter with Firefly hadn't been pleasent, but that was no concern of hers, the women shouldn't have acted like she had all the answers. Svara was tired of the melo dramatic bull shit. It was almost as pathetic as Leroy and his fake love. Taking a deep breath the she wolf moved forward her head low as if hunting, when it was just as lazy prowl, hoping to be invisible.