Valerianna almost sighed, in hiding the weapons from the bunny, she had drawn the bounty hunter's eye. She had been with more than a few men before she had been branded and changed. She knew what he was thinking as his eyes roamed up her leg, and she had gone through that road more than a few times.<br/><br/>Once upon a time, before the horns and tail, she'd have opened her cloak to show him more. To tease and temp him, to indulge in the worship of her goddess, the Unquenchable Fire, but these days she walked her goddess' other path. Bloody vengeance. Her anger made her a poor lover these days and she tried to keep those passions from choking out the cold ones she nurtured.