Each word and pace, and she smiled, loving his common sense when it came to attacking.  The entire pack shared the dislike of having to withdraw, but they had wanted Lohanis to hurt, to lose himself in his rage.  Her lips curved in a smile, crossing her ankles with deceptive daintiness and nodded in agreement.<strong>"A Hunt would give our people something to look forward to, and cause unrest in Lohanis' territory.  I will Hunt at your side, my love,"</strong>She murmured, rubbing her nose against his, her fingers tangling in his fur.<br/><br/>A Hunt... So perfect.  Something tasty, smelling of fear.  Pleased, she rose from her character with a fluid motion, standing next to him.  Their people would be well fed, and biting at the chance to take down the Enfants once they were strong enough.  And that bitch would die, in time she would fall beneath their claws and fangs.