Starglow Basin [m] look what you [m]ade me do

her heat was dwindling, and she could not stand to wait.

reeking of a desire older than the molecules that made up her bones, she marched up to @Soto's nearest location and called for the man, tail flagging behind her, insistent. she deserved nothing but the best, and within verapaz's hierarchy, the ragged mercenary was the best.

she would have him one way or another; if he would not come to her, she would come to him.

while she waited, fiamma paced, ribcage heaving with long, deep breaths. she licked her lips frequently; they dried quickly in this desert air. 

the time was growing short.

she could not wait.