Blackfeather Woods Good Company

@Burke perhaps?

Calipso was angry. Everyone she had met was either female, or a male loner. None had provided her with any good company, which for some reason the beautiful girl was craving. None of her usual tactics had worked, and she had not felt the touch of another since arriving in these woods. She was furious.

She skirted the outsides of a territory now, it's lands dark and quite. The occasional harsh scream of a raven punctuated the eerie silence, adding to the dark effect. She took bold, angry strides around the border, yellow eyes sparkling dangerously. Finally, once her anger had worn itself out, she lay at the base of a gnarled oak, thankfully with no snow at it's base. She stretched out her curvy body luxuriously, reveling in the weak ray's of dying sun that touched her golden coat.