After helping the girl up, Roaen trotted after Dax. One hell of a night this had turned out to be. Once at the cabin, she shifted, fur replaced with olive skin and wavy black hair hung to her ass. Silva was close behind and she wasn't quite sure how she felt about the girl bedding her man. And yes, she was staking claim.<br/><br/>She followed him to that bedroom and once there, she pushed him onto the mattress, her small body hopping on and straddling him. But her wicked thoughts were pushed aside by a dainty knock and a soft voice.<br/><br/>Roaen slid from Dax, stalking to the small female. Silva was naked, pale hair and even paler skin. Roaen licked her lips, a hand sliding over a bare shoulder and fingers digging into her hair. She gripped a handful, forcing the young ones head to the side. She buried her face in her neck, breathing her in. Maybe allowing the little one to share a bed with Dax wouldn't be so bad. If Roaen got to play as well.<br/><br/>She walked behind her, letting go of her hair. She pushed her forward, towards the bed and the sexy werewolf atop it. "Come on, pup, momma wants to lick your wounds," she growled.