a demon in wolf's clothing

The tip of her tail twitched. "Yes, we were.... speaking earlier." Her words made her lick Crescendo's dry blood off her chops. She had hoped that the rabbit blood would cover the scent of his. But her fur was stinging with it. If anyone found out se had bit him when his guard was down, she would probably be punished. After all, he was part of the Brotherhood. He would most likely not let her go away without a scar in return. But she didn't fear him. 'We are very much alike, you and I'. She chuckled in response, "Do you know me all that well? I don't think we are. I don't really know how you act. And I highly doubt you know how I play the games." She stood up and sat down, her tail tucked neatly by her paws.