<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 9pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Fey had heard the others coming but she was too furious to see them. Fuck men pissed her off but she loved the sex. Lapping at the fresh mountain water her ears pricked up from the sound of another howl. Fuck this full moon was a good one, apparently the northwest was filled with werewolves tonight. Her red fur bristled as the scent of another female filled the air. She was smaller but beautiful Fey heard the cute bark and smiled a toothy grin. The black furred female matted with blood brought a side out of Fey that had long since been dormant. It was almost maternal but with a sick twist of sexual desire at the end. The female was cute and Fey wanted to dominant her. Crossing the river easily in one jump she landed right next to the female. She had done a good job of cleaning her front but some of the blood spray had reached the back of her neck and legs. <br/><br/>Licking at the female's scruff and thighs, gaining her scent Fey reaked dominance over the girl and she nipped the back of her flank lightly. <em>You missed a spot. Been having fun?</em> Her voice even reaking dominance while she circled the bitch eyeing her features and testing her. Fey wondered if this girl might have a den, the pack would need a place to stay tonight and who knew maybe she could have some fun with this little spit fire. Fey saw the signs of natural pent up aggression but she also saw loneliness and the need for attention. A pack made sure everyone felt loved and accepted. Sometimes even all at the same time. The thought bringing a very lustful look to her glowing red eyes.</strong></span></span>