Redsand Canyon i am one among the dunes

Her damned rib had her bringing up the rear. That and this fucking heat. It was inescapable, searing her pelt. 
For a moment she laughed at the situation- they were her and Donovan's motely crew of Demons, and this was the closest thing to hell she was willing to believe in. 
As she rounded the corner her nose wrinkled...it seemed another female had finally joined their ranks. She knew it would happen eventually...she just hoped the bitch knew her place. Or at least, learned it quickly. 
The rest of her pack's scent looped through the canyon as well, bringing her a sense of pride. Her Donovan, of course. And the weird one who seemed to prefer the company of males.(a trait she found odd and disturbing, and were it up to her, would have cost him his life)  , Funnily the male she had challenged while far to the north was here too.. her brow furrowed, wondering why he hasn't met up with his mistress, since surely it was her call to his blood that sealed his fate. Another she hadn't quite had the pleasure to meet...

The water and wet sandstone beneath her paws was a welcome relief, and she trotted a bit, to both catch up and to raise a few splashes. 

A low growl as the little bitch moved towards Donovan, making her stupid doe eyes at him and squeaking out his name. Oh, so it was going to be that kind of lesson. 
She moved fluidly, a descending shadow, teeth bared just enough to look inconspicuously like a pant. Body running Donovan's length, tail almost vertical. Try me, bitch. 
"Magnificent, isn't it darling?" She smiled, nibbling at his jaw. "And all of it ours. I can just imagine our future children playing here in the flowers, slaughtering mice."  At "our" and "children" she shot Auriel a withering look.