Remembering Cwmfen she wondered how the women was doing. Part of the red she wolf missed the black and blue marked female. The Adonis had been there for her, taught her stuff that no one else would. Svara already missed her. Thinking about Haku was completely off limits. Every time the brown male came into her thoughts she wanted to break down, or break something down. At this point she couldn't understand why he couldn't see what was so obvious!
She was somewhere leaning against something, drinking a bottle of something. Her body was alive, tingling and begging for sex. Maybe she would hunt Leroy down and take that from him, she was sure he wouldn't care that she was bashed. Her red cloth was around her eyes keeping her vision at zero. Still her body ached with her heart. Drinking was something she didn't do often, but when she did it Svara went all out.
Moving so she was on her back the bottle in one hand. Her free hand skimmed down her body to touch herself. Sighing she continued to do so liking the feeling and how it made her forget everything else for only a few moments. Slight murmurs of drunken pleasure escaped her maw. All she could do was think about how good it felt and that was all that mattered, because right now a lot of things didn't feel good.