Asif stumbled as her sister was pinned to the floor, immediately returning to a snarling angry ball of fur. She definitely seemed to be the stronger willed of them. The younger looked at her sister, and quickly crawled to her trying to pull one of the shadows off. But upon hearing the mistress's voice she turned her head, and a rather violent tremor went down her spine.<br/><br/><strong>"Ah..."</strong>She whimpered, hands balling at her thighs. For a moment it seemed like she might rise and fight as well, but upon meeting her sister's pleading gaze she whispered a soft,<strong>"I'm sorry,"</strong>Before returning to Kinnley's side. Though tentative at first, the vampire would see her tail wag faster as she grew near. Again she stood before the vampress, her hands still clamped valiantly at her sides. The werewolf's eyes darted over her owner's body, her hands, her lips, anything that could make her feel good like before.