Greatwater Lake oni

he neither shrinks or challenges. it surprises zharille. she is accustomed to the reactionary creatures of these wilds and when she doesn't elicit anything beyond a dull rumble from the man, her interest is piqued.

there is no sign of obvious illness to him. whether he holds injury is another matter hidden by the carrion. she flashes her teeth and rumbles an answer to him—reaching for the chunk of flesh he had been worrying to pieces as another test.

she would not shrink too low as she sought this prize. with one more step zharille was straddling over him with her chest, as a man might a woman, her teeth near his ear.