She’s a hell cat, stalking in red heels.    

Her golden mane flowing behind, she prowls, seeking her lover.  As she moves, she turns the heads of all who see her., for she is a huntress, almost daring her prey to look at her. She licks her lips at some, until she sees him and he becomes her single focus.   

When she finds him, she purrs against his neck, her desire to play all night inside her jungle den, to ravage and be ravaged, to be fed.

Biting his form as he claims her body, mind and soul