Wolf Vixen
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Vivarra wasn't anything like her sisters, in fact she did things just slightly different from them. While they went out hunting for men, her sisters would always seduce them and steal their souls instantly, while Vivarra would play with them. She learned a long time ago that she could use her abilities in a way that kept men on a leash with her, wanting her and willingly giving their souls up to her. Her sisters didn't particularly like how she did things but then again she got her job done and she must admit better than her sisters did. The men her sisters dealt with became mindless trolls while her men still functioned for her in every way until it was time to collect.
Centuries had passed and Vivarra found herself alone. Her sisters having met their fate at the hands of hunters, yet so far none were able to capture her. They would get close thinking she would be like all the others when in fact she wasn't. She lured them like her sisters would, but where they would just take what they wanted Vivarra always gave back. Her skills having long since been honed that she took a little pleasure and returned it to the men two fold, so what they felt only grew with each touch of her body. She learned it was easier to take down a willing prey than it was to fight for it.
Vivarra found herself in a new town and though to many that might seem scary, she knew that it wouldn't take her long before she had the men in the town under her spell. She walked the streets and appeared as any other woman, though her blazing red hair and sparkling green eyes did make her stand out in the crowd. Not to mention her very revealing clothes. She smiled at a few men that passed her by but she wasn't ready to hunt just yet. In fact something had been bothering her for the last few days, like someone was watching her. She hadn't been able to shake the feeling hence why she moved to the next town.
Vivarra found a tree and slowly slipped down to the grass, running her fingers in the blades while her eyes watched everything around her. The breeze blew her hair from her face as the cool earth cradled her as she sat with her thoughts. Her eyes kept moving, planning her future hunts with the men she saw. Her eyes fell on a dark figure but he kept to the shadows, thinking nothing of it she turned her attention to the nearby fountain. The water falling was certainly relaxing and Vivarra took a moment to close her eyes and just listen to the water. She enjoyed the life around her even though she was considered by many as evil. Even she had a heart and enjoyed some of the smaller things that people ignored in life.
Taking a deep breath she slowly opened her eyes and stood, making her way toward the local tavern where she knew she would find more prey inside. The urge to lock down a soul was building inside of her and she knew she needed to find someone and soon.
Centuries had passed and Vivarra found herself alone. Her sisters having met their fate at the hands of hunters, yet so far none were able to capture her. They would get close thinking she would be like all the others when in fact she wasn't. She lured them like her sisters would, but where they would just take what they wanted Vivarra always gave back. Her skills having long since been honed that she took a little pleasure and returned it to the men two fold, so what they felt only grew with each touch of her body. She learned it was easier to take down a willing prey than it was to fight for it.
Vivarra found herself in a new town and though to many that might seem scary, she knew that it wouldn't take her long before she had the men in the town under her spell. She walked the streets and appeared as any other woman, though her blazing red hair and sparkling green eyes did make her stand out in the crowd. Not to mention her very revealing clothes. She smiled at a few men that passed her by but she wasn't ready to hunt just yet. In fact something had been bothering her for the last few days, like someone was watching her. She hadn't been able to shake the feeling hence why she moved to the next town.
Vivarra found a tree and slowly slipped down to the grass, running her fingers in the blades while her eyes watched everything around her. The breeze blew her hair from her face as the cool earth cradled her as she sat with her thoughts. Her eyes kept moving, planning her future hunts with the men she saw. Her eyes fell on a dark figure but he kept to the shadows, thinking nothing of it she turned her attention to the nearby fountain. The water falling was certainly relaxing and Vivarra took a moment to close her eyes and just listen to the water. She enjoyed the life around her even though she was considered by many as evil. Even she had a heart and enjoyed some of the smaller things that people ignored in life.
Taking a deep breath she slowly opened her eyes and stood, making her way toward the local tavern where she knew she would find more prey inside. The urge to lock down a soul was building inside of her and she knew she needed to find someone and soon.