Slender, sinewy virago of blood hue listlessly strolls into unfamilar territory. Oynx nail digs into earth as the femora halts, yet slim 'pendages still gather and prance, unable to control such energy flowing through sleek form. Not to wrong the mind, this femme is not of careless and 'bubbly'attutudes, weak minded and eager to please. On the contray, quite opposite indeed. Female of bronze tonage intensivly expedites scan, expecting immaterial terrains.

Fastidious shrew begins a steady stroll forward, erected dock lashing listlessly 'gainst haunches, concaved cranium high 'pon curved nape. Cupped auditives flick toward rear, then forward, 'tent to listen directly toward outer and inner rim. Caverns dilate, catching scents of shiek and lady of this harem, throaty call vocalized. Was it a lie, or did the masculine invite those to stay? Apperently, not many heard that advertisement, for only the trio are 'pon this land. Words do not depart from closed labrums, though vicious virago awaits the virle approach. Will the male allow such a creature to stay?