Totoka River we grew under a bad sun

Her expression stayed forever cold, even though somewhere deep down she truly felt that this wasn't right. This was not how a stranger was supposed to act. Not even as a tool had someone taken advantage of her calmness the way the blood-eyed stranger was doing. But she was in charge, and she would end his advances on her once and for all. Killing had been in her nature ever since she was a child, a bit more blood on her fangs would not hurt anyone.

I don't answer to you. She cleared that tit-bit up for him. It was then she rushed forward without the warning of a growl or snarl. A good tool killed in silence. Immediately did she go for his neck, already wanting to push him either further away from the place they were standing or onto the ground where he belonged.