Ocean blue eyes wandered around, moving this way and that to try and find their destination. Evelyne walked slowly, her heels clicking with each step. She hadn't been in Venice long, all of a week or so. The woman was still trying to find her way around and she couldn't say how many times she'd nearly gotten lost. The only thing that saved her was her acute sense of smell. Now, the street lights lit up the night and the stars shimmered high above in the dark sky. Running a hand through her nearly bleach blonde hair, Eve let out a sigh of relief as she finally found the club.
Her outfit for the evening consisted of a pair of jeans that hugged her hips and a baby blue v-neck top. The heels she wore were silver and added an extra two inches to her 5'6 frame. The lioness made her way into the club and headed straight to the bar. After grabbing the attention of the tender, she ordered herself a coke and took a seat. Once more, her eyes wandered around. It seemed that everything she saw was repetitive. People grinding together against the dancefloor or trying to hook up with another. To her, the arousal in the air was palpable and she found herself shaking her head a bit.
All of her thoughts slowed as she picked up on the scent of another lion. Almost instantly, the feline within her stirred, wanting to pinpoint just where this lion was coming in at. Instead of actually looking, she allowed her beast to spread out, making its presence known to the lion that had entered. Perhaps this lion knew where she could find the Pride. Heck, maybe he was part of the Pride. She would have to find out somehow.
Her outfit for the evening consisted of a pair of jeans that hugged her hips and a baby blue v-neck top. The heels she wore were silver and added an extra two inches to her 5'6 frame. The lioness made her way into the club and headed straight to the bar. After grabbing the attention of the tender, she ordered herself a coke and took a seat. Once more, her eyes wandered around. It seemed that everything she saw was repetitive. People grinding together against the dancefloor or trying to hook up with another. To her, the arousal in the air was palpable and she found herself shaking her head a bit.
All of her thoughts slowed as she picked up on the scent of another lion. Almost instantly, the feline within her stirred, wanting to pinpoint just where this lion was coming in at. Instead of actually looking, she allowed her beast to spread out, making its presence known to the lion that had entered. Perhaps this lion knew where she could find the Pride. Heck, maybe he was part of the Pride. She would have to find out somehow.