Thread: Lord of the wolves (Alvis Alendran x anjalikkeoliver2905)

As she felt the cold snow forming under her body as she lay there her cold blue eyes would remain on the wounded ranger before her. Her eyes would never waver from him through her ears would move catching any sound that may have been around them. With her stomach feeling as empty as it was she would be lying if she hadnt said that the thought of eating fresh meat hadnt crossed her mind for a half a second. The discipline of the more human part of her mind kept the hunger in check even if it was becoming harder with the smell of fresh blood hanging in the air. All at once her ears were just as focused on him as her eyes had been. She heard his heartbeat slowing as the hormones coming off of him had changed as though he were calmed. Her head would tilt slightly as a smile crossed his lips wondering if he was planning on launching himself forward to try and kill her. She continues watching him as his grip loosened on his wound seconds before he slipped from the tree landing in the snow with a muffled thump. A long growl of annoyance would slowly slip from her lips seeing this was quickly becoming far more complicated than she had first thought it would be. Her form would change quickly and in such a way that if someone wasnt fully paying attention they would have swore that the woman had always been there. Slowly her slender from rose from its crouched position showing her height was far shorter than the ranger she had just been facing down. A head full of dirty light blond hair would flutter in the wind as she slowly approached the prone figure that was still bleeding. Kneeling down beside him she would gather his cloak quickly pressing it as tightly as she could against his wound as her head slowly lowered against his chest just above his heart. Her hand would stay pressed against his wound tell she felt the flow of blood stopping. Her ear remained trained on the steady beating of his heart making sure that he was still alive. Leaning up she would start digging through his pockets knowing that anyone who traveled far away from humans like him would always carry some type of herbs to help with things. It was tucked away on his person that she found what she had been looking for. She recognised the smell of Yarrow anywhere knowing it was good for helping stop bleeding. Crewing it up the bitter taste would flood her mouth thankfully helping with taste or orc blood. Coating his wound the best she could she would shred part of her ratty cloak bandaging his wound the best she could. Her form once more would shift back to that of the large beast he had first encounter as she walked around him gripping his cloak in her mouth before she started to pull him along the snow covered ground. Where he would awaken was far different than the snow covered field or the inside of a creatures stomach as he might have been thinking. Rather it was a dimly lit cave with a small crackling fire nearby. The scent of cooking fish would fill the air from a nearby stream would fill the air. The pale skinned fair haired woman would be sitting across the cave from him. Her clothing ratty and ill fitting. Those same ice blue eyes would be watching him intently before she would finally speak breaking the silence between them. I wasnt planning on eating you. I do not eat humans out of principle. I wont think of eating one of your bloodline,