Tossing a slab of monster meat onto the Demon Wolf's plate, I ignored her as best I could the moment after that and instead focused on the remaining pieces of meat, ensuring they were grilled to perfection and making use of the oils we had found to keep them juicy.
Lady Fenyras was staring at me pointedly, a deep rooted hunger resting within that silver eye, and it was never more apparent than now that someone wanted me so badly to be in their bed; she was practically undressing me with her eye as she stood there, and it wasn't... that bad.
Of course, when her looming presence got too 'dangerous' I glanced back at her and growled "Will you go sit down and eat? The meat'll get cold, and I'm not reheating it for you. Don't waste my cooking.", making her snort as she just turned and walked away.
