eve
What was it that drove her to place one paw in front of the other in a continuous exploration of the new world she'd landed in? She was not sure, everything about this experience was entirely new to her. Eve had once been driven by the instinct to govern, to create, to destroy. Now, she was urged by some primal desire to keep warm, to kill to eat, and to drink. She left the expanse of tundra behind, spotting a reflective surface amidst explosive streams of water and steam shooting from the earth. What could that be?
The pantheress was quick to arrive, her optics scanning the area. There was a mild discomfort as a geyser would erupt a few feet from her with no forewarning. Eve was taken aback as she watched the stream, feeling the pitter patter of droplets soaking into her gray fur. And then, from across the clearing a very loud hiss would sound, the beast turning her head and spotting a canine soaking in a large pool of steaming water. Her brow twitched as she padded forth without hesitation, stopping some five feet from the pool itself. The wolf was wore a pelt of vivid red-brown, cropped by bright blue markings upon their eyes. Most interesting was the pair of wings that cloaked them, along with the odd scaled creature that adorned its throat. Eve was silent as she took this sight in, tail absentmindedly flicking behind her muscular figure as though she had bore one her entire life. "What is that ornament you wear on your throat?" she asked, her voice silky smooth and sultry. She had never seen such a creature, certainly not in the world she had presided over. As Eve's sable gaze met the cobalt one of the canine, she felt struck by their singular beauty, an odd thrill passing through her body.
The pantheress was quick to arrive, her optics scanning the area. There was a mild discomfort as a geyser would erupt a few feet from her with no forewarning. Eve was taken aback as she watched the stream, feeling the pitter patter of droplets soaking into her gray fur. And then, from across the clearing a very loud hiss would sound, the beast turning her head and spotting a canine soaking in a large pool of steaming water. Her brow twitched as she padded forth without hesitation, stopping some five feet from the pool itself. The wolf was wore a pelt of vivid red-brown, cropped by bright blue markings upon their eyes. Most interesting was the pair of wings that cloaked them, along with the odd scaled creature that adorned its throat. Eve was silent as she took this sight in, tail absentmindedly flicking behind her muscular figure as though she had bore one her entire life. "What is that ornament you wear on your throat?" she asked, her voice silky smooth and sultry. She had never seen such a creature, certainly not in the world she had presided over. As Eve's sable gaze met the cobalt one of the canine, she felt struck by their singular beauty, an odd thrill passing through her body.
mizo.