Rising Sun Valley death by flames

Zhavvi's nose instantly picked up the sen of fresh meat. All her senses were on sharp since she was rather hungry after her training. Her limbs were getting less tired with all the extra training. She was glad. This was a more mild training for that she was grateful. Now the girl was hungry and out for a male. Her royal posture trotted towards the figure and the meal. She was the khal's daughter. He had to give her a piece, at least Zhavvi found that he should share the meal with her or just fully give it to her.

The slender girl approached the male that she had seen before but hadn't paid much interest in yet. Zhavvi glanced over him. "I'd like to have that," she pointed out, which was rather friendly of her to announce. Her tail curled up on her back and she raised her chin proudly. She would let the wolf know that she was definitely higher in rank than him. She was Rakharo's daughter after all. She was Zhavvi the warrior princess and if he wasn't willing to give it to her she would fight him for it.