Sequoia Coast a lady does not start fights

the girl spoke to the negative, and the countess' smile grew more icy, more filled with an unspeakable desire. "well, then. you shall do for my purposes." noticing that child clenched her plume against her underbelly, presumably to guard her untouched femininity, erzsébet gave an imperious tilt of her muzzle. "you need have no fear of me taking that from you. i need only what runs in your veins."

before the maiden could pull away, the countess leant forward and nuzzled momentarily the hollow of her throat. "such a sweet scent," she laughed. "yes. you shall do well for me. and when i am through, captain, you are welcome to do with her as you please."

with that, she lunged at the girl, white teeth snapping as she aimed her strike into the already wounded shoulder.