Controlled Frenzy

Looking around the kitchen she spies someone who gives off a particularly enticing scent. Someone not too fatty but not too lean either. Eyes locked on them she scans the worker and nods her head vigorously waiting for the order that would allow her to feed. Despite being a creature of hunger and destruction she has learned to curb her appetite to appropriate times. As to not ruin good friendships of course.

"Touch our pup and you die."

Naafiri's voice was a low, threatening growl. The Darkin's paws burrowed into the hot sand of the desert as they stepped over the little, confused-looking, bright crimson puppy. Naafiri's head darted forward, and their ears went flat against the side of their skull. Jagged, sharp teeth glistened with saliva.

"Now tell us why we shouldn't eat you, prey!"

Tilting her head to the side, she crinkles her nose as a few quick breaths were taken. Smelling something rotten Briar shrinks back and backs up a few steps. Something about this dog felt wrong- So very wrong, a bubbling emotion quickly boiling under her grey skin. Hunger. Feeling it awaken at the presence of this beast Briar could feel it trying to erupt.

Eyes starting to shift closer to a magenta hue. Deep within her the magic that knew Darkin all too well reacted viscerally to those who had first birthed it to existence. All the agony and pain leaving unseen scars within the being now manifested by it. " Oh- is this your cub? " Speaking slower, her voice cracks. Lips twitching out of her control to flash her own sharpened maw as both of her ears turn towards Naafiri. Focusing in entirely on them.