<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i44.tinypic.com/j9245u.jpg) <br/><strong>Julie-Anna Crane</strong><br/>Known; Head Sparrow<br/><br/></div><br/>The tongue that pushed itself on hers was openly invited, Julie-Anna allowing it to move as it pleased around her mouth. When it left, a small pout formed on her lips, though it melted away as she listened to Muriel's words, understanding the meaning behind them. It was inevitable that the woman's hunger would at some point overcome her strength to hold back and she would slip into the hunger that the Unknown so rarely had the opportunity to indulge in. Hoping to avoid th situation, the Sparrow would work hard to keep her lover satisfied, but if her life were to end in such a way, Muriel was the person she would give her life to.<br/><br/>The clamp on her neck caused Julie-Anna to gasp out, the sound nearly ending as a squeak after the air had left her throat. As the cold metal of the collar close around her neck, she shuddered, the icey material a dangerous contrast on her heated skin. Fingers began to pull at the collar, though it refused to move- but where had she gotten such a thing, especially one chained to the wall. It seemed small, snug, as if meant for a child. Turning slightly, she glanced back, seeing the chains on the ground. Her mouth opened to form words, but all that came out was a shivering moan caused by the tongue moving down her body.<br/><br/>"Yes, my Angel." Emotionally, she had felt as if she belonged to the woman for years now, slowly growing closer. Now her body was in complete control of the only person she had ever allowed to come so close to her. Julie-Anna looked down at the woman, smiling darkly at her words. "All yours."