Kintla Flatlands guns for hands

Her actions were getting dangerously closer to betrayal as tipped her head back. If Koda ever found out about this, he would not be happy. The reason's behind her actions had left her mind, leaving her grappling for an explanation. Maybe she just wanted to feel more like she used too. More rebellious, more dangerous. Darker.

She felt the stranger's hot breath meet her skin and his jaws close around her fur. A sudden flash-back brought her to her last meeting with Vector. He had said he wanted to kill her as well, except he had been serious. She had seen it in his eyes. She had done the exact same thing to him. She had offered him her life. But unlike Ciervo, he had held back, closed up. The two males were so different, but so alike.

As his fangs met her fur, pulling out a few strands, she let a breath hiss through her teeth. It stung, but she would not show it.

While she held no real interest in this wolf, it was fun to play a game every once and a while. Her heart still lay with Koda and she would never actually cheat on him. This wasn't considered cheating, was it? It's not like they had done anything.