Moonspear In a cloud of green

She slipped inside, eyes adjusting quickly. He wasn't here, but she would wait inside until he returned. Waiting outside would put her in plain view of whoever passed by, but inside she was simply a lump in the dark. She had barely stilled when a voice and the presence of another made her tense, but it was not the voice of Charon or Amekaze but Harley. Relaxing, she chuffed softly in greeting as he approached, something clutched in his jaws. 

Her stomach growled, a hungry beast, for as thrall and omega she seldom ate. The famine would have left her weak, dead, had it not been for Harley, and on occasion Dash, helping her. He tossed it in her direction, a rabbit, and she could not contain her savage hunger. With a breathy thank you, she was on it, tearing flesh from the prey with a savage intensity. When she had finished half of the creature, did she look up at her friend and mate. "Harley, thank you."