<strong>Marie watched as Phantom entered her studio, she was busy working on a small sculpture and her hands were covered in clay. She chuckled seeing the condition he was in, realizing there had to be a bitch in heat somewhere that he'd come across but had not had the chance to mate with.<br/><br/>She dipped her hands in the bucket of water next to her work station and dried them off on the apron which adorned her waist before kneeling down to greet her pet.<br/></strong>