Wheeling Gull Isle OTHELLO, I WILL AVENGE YOU

"are you tired now?" the countess queried, letting the other brush against the pale pelt of which she was so proud. she saw the glint of worship in fehér's eyes, and this she greatly enjoyed. her new servant had pleased her well this eve; she realized that her hunger for ferahgo had been stoked somewhat higher by the obeisance proffered by fehér. 

her lips curved into a dark smirk; she turned the full weight of her umber eyes upon the powerful woman at her side. "if you wish now for a bed, perhaps we might find one," the countess suggested lightly, then fell silent, leaving the muscled she-wolf to do as she pleased with such.