Haunted Wood It ignites me like an embered coal

She snorted at his first statement. 
Why should she even bother getting to know him? He was just a horndog
looking for an easy bitch to fuck. She knew his type and they tended to not deliver what she needed. They were often half-hearted, not doing it hard or fast enough, which only aggravated her.

"Are you even allowed here?" If so, why ain't you sticking around?
Her ruby eyes locked onto him. Testing his ability to lie or tell the truth. He'd not been adorned with Venny's scent -- certainly not in the way she had been.
But she wouldn't kick him out either way yet.

His question stuck her. 
She highly doubted many of the others fooled around with Venny, perhaps one or two. She didn't care... She just wanted his kids so she could raise them to be strong.
To be perfect.
"Perhaps you could steal me away for yourself," was her only answer. Her gaze was kept forward on her patrol, looking for any more things laying low in the bushes.
She wanted to dangle this tantalizing slither of hope before him, but not give him any of it.
Not yet, anyway.