flash of ivory drew her attention and Lucia dipped to the side just in time to avoid a rather pale woman who was trying to escape the hustle and bustle of the crowd. One of her brows rose with surprise but she kept the practiced smile on her face. Inhaling she took in the sweet scent of the roasted treat that the woman carried. Something that made her salivate. But also the undertone of something else. Something not so human. Something prey.

She was a werebeast and from what Lucia could gather she was likely some sort of deer or antelope, it could be hard to discern them at times. ”Morning.” She returned and tossed her apple core then crossed her arms and leaned back against one of the buildings supports. Her eyes darted to the other girls nearby and her lip almost unperceptively rose in a threat to the one who had started in their direction then retreated.

It was everyone for themselves here. They all needed to earn coin. But as Lucia’s silver eyes returned to the pale almost willowy woman she felt her stomach sink. She didn’t really look well-endowed with coin. ”What brings you to the city?” She ask to break the ice. There was a distinct wild smell to her, not the stagnant dry fumes that the city was filled with. But something more exotic and fresh. Lucia sidled closer, probably too close given that the woman wasn’t likely here for companionship but just to escape the crowd.

”May I?”

She ask and if allowed she would take one of the little sweet roasted nuts and pop it in her mouth. Audibly purring. It didn’t quite sate her sweet tooth, but it certainly helped. ”I’m Lucia. Whats your name sweetheart?” Not that many clients would give their names. But she didn’t get the feeling that this woman was here for any ‘fun’.

nteresting. Medical supplies? Was she some sort of physician then? Maybe she wasn’t as poor as she appeared. Lucia’s silver eyes slipped unabashed down the ivory skinned woman as she spoke. Lingering where the loosely tied shawl like skirt hung around her hips.

”Are you an herbalist then?” Lucia ask when her gaze flitted back up to the woman’s face. Her head dipping a bit and a smile coming to her plump lips when a name was given. Aislyn. This likely wasn’t a business arrangement then. But oh well, mornings were slow anyway. It wasn’t as if she would miss out on many opportunities by taking a few minutes to speak with tantalizing stranger.

Perhaps it was the predator in her that surged to the surface when prey was around. Or maybe it was the woman herself just craving a connection with another soul. But she didn’t hurry away or make an excuse to leave the woman’s side. Instead she lingered. Likely drawing curious glances from the other girls but she didn’t truly care.

Conversations didn’t earn coin. But her being yearned for it all the same. It was a murmured voice behind her that made Lucia’s eyes narrow and her attention divert to the other ‘ladies’. She was certain she heard one of them say that they were going to tell Felix, which in itself was nothing. But if Felix told the ‘boss’ that she wasn’t pulling her weight the repercussions could be much harsher.

She growled, a low sound that came from her chest but one that was barely audible and turned her gaze back to the pale friendly passerby. ”As much as I hate to ruin a nice moment….a girls gotta’ work.” Her lips twisted into a forced smile but suddenly Lucia stepped even closer. The nails of one hand sliding alluringly over the bared pale skin of Aislyn’s side.

”Were you looking for some companionship?”

ucia felt...outclassed by the woman before her. Spewing a title of some sort that Lucia didn't understand. Her eyebrows that had narrowed with confusion rose a tad when Aislyn seemed to almost accentuate the word body. But certainly it was all just in her mind. "Knowledge of the body?" Lucia repeated, curious despite feeling unintelligent in the presence of someone who must be rather educated and skilled. Since her youth Lucia had basically been treated as a stray dog, an education or training of any sort was beyond her. To date her skill amounted to being able to please someone in carnal ways, quickly.


After her question she had expected Aislyn to dip away. Some had a harsher response when being propositioned. But surprisingly she had been receptive and Lucia leaned closer, her hand now resting softly, possessively on her slender hip. "Come with me." She practically purred against Aislyn's ear. With that she would grasp Aislyn's hand with her own and throw an almost haughty look at the others. See I'm working. Her silver eyes seemed to say.


If Aislyn followed Lucia would lead her to her own humble little room in the large expanse of the building. But calling it her room would have been a loose term. It was more of an office where she took care of her clients.There were no personal trinkets anywhere and the bleak stone walls did little to soften the rather dark space. There were various pillows scattered around the small room and a curtain had been tied back to serve as a door. One that Lucia would release once they were inside. But once there she paused. It wasn't abnormal for her clients to be nervous or unsure, especially if it was their first time with one of the ladies. And some were pushy and forceful. Knowing precisely what they wanted. But Aislyn felt like more of a wild card. She truly didn't know what to expect from her. Or for that matter how to approach her.

"You must not come to the city often. I'm certain I would remember someone so striking."


Flattery, but truth all the same. With her pale skin and hair she stood out almost like a ghostly apparition among the dirty disheveled crowd. Her skin wasn't dark and leathery from the sunlight and her eyes didn't carry that perpetual scowl that many did. Or perhaps that was just among the ladies she worked with. It was hard to differentiate at times. If Aislyn allowed it Lucia would reach up to tuck an ivory lock of hair behind her ear then step in closer until the distance between them was minute. "I know your like me." She said softly. Prey. That was what she was...but Lucia had a strong grip on her predatory urges. Even if they did surge from time to time.


She turned her skull just a bit. Her soft lips pressing against the ivory skin of Aislyns throat until she could feel her pulse thrumming. Pushing the boundaries even now. She knew precisely what she was doing. Testing the limits with someone who could react badly to a predator at her throat. But then again some lived for that fear, those moments feeling so alive that everything seemed so much clearer. And then she spoke. Pulling back just enough so that her words could be heard. "But you're no predator. Are you Aislyn?"

ucia’s hand rested on the woman’s hip as her lips pressed against her neck. Inhaling deeply the delectable scent of her skin. Yes, she was going to enjoy this one. She could see that now. "I am only prey when I choose to be." Those words. Those simple decisive words made Lucia stiffen. Her muscles going rigid beneath her flesh until she forced herself to calm. It must be nice to be able to decide. To have a choice in anything.

Her silver eyes had darkened but Lucia hadn’t pulled away. And when Aislyn ask to touch her Lucia merely smiled. ”I would be disappointed if you didn’t.” The hand holding the woman’s hip slid around to work at the knot that held her skirt firm and her lips moved lower to her collar bone.

-Fade to black-

It was the moments after that were her favorite. Those blissful few minutes before her companion could catch their breath and she could just enjoy the pleasure of being touched without something being expected of her. Her work was done and this was her own personal payment. Her coin inevitably went to the boss in hopes of one day earning enough that she could be set free. Knowing all the while her actions were futile.

Sweat glistened on her skin through the tiny window and Lucia snuggled closer against the pale womans back. Her lips pressing against her shoulder and her teeth lightly dragging across her skin. While this had been a job it hadn’t been unpleasant in the least. The woman was attractive and there was something so tempting about having prey in the palm of her hand without acting on her instincts. Like a kitten playing with a mouse. But she was no kitten. And this woman was certainly no mouse.

She sighed softly and let her hand rest on the crest of Aislyns hip. ”I hope you enjoyed that.” She murmured. A soft purr lying just below her voice. But soon came the part she hated. The payment. The leaving. The getting back out there on the street with someones taste still on her lips. But that was her life.

he smiled in response to her words and settled her chin lightly on Aislyn's head as she snuggled in close. Purring louder now despite trying to stifle it. Sometimes being part feline could be a pain. "Fancy dinners are best saved for women unlike myself." Ones that matter. But she said the words without remorse or self loathing, just a simple statement. When the pale woman shifted and leaned her head back Lucia's fingers gently brushed a few ivory strands from her eyes. Those haunting eyes that she hadn't really noticed up till that moment. But in the pale light of the window they almost seemed to glow.


"Beautiful." She said softly. Closing her eyes when the woman's lips pressed against her forehead. The question surprised her but Lucia was curious herself what the woman was. She only had a board idea and was curious to know more. "Snow leopard." She murmured. The predatory gleam coming to eyes for a moment as the feline within her was brought to light. She took the woman's face between her hands and let her lips brush just over the surface of her lips.


"And you my prey?"


She used the word intentionally. Her voice teasing. As if the woman had become her victim in all of this. She took her bottom lip between her teeth and then released her to lean back. Her body arching in a very feline stretch. "Its not often I have the company of my own kind, this has been a nice change."

lk. Well she hadn't been too far off base. But the moments of peace ended all to quickly. Aislyn sat up and Lucia knew it was coming a moment later. Rejoin the world. "Of course." She said with a practiced smile. Climbing to her feet she snagged her slip of a dress and pulled it up her body. Eyes flicking briefly to the pale skinned woman before she turned to the curtain. She hated the whole payment part. With some it was easier. Others it was more uncomfortable to mention, especially if she had enjoyed it herself.


"5 Gold."


It was a statement that made her body tense. A service traded for coin. "Should you come back to the city again you know where to find me." She reached back to pull her long silver hair up into a loose knot and grabbed a small simple but well sanded stick to push through the hair to hold it in place. And then she waited for payment. It wasn't an exorbitant amount and pretty standard as far as the girls in this town went.