Sophie

Vous me trouvez dans les bois, couvert de sang. J'ai très faim ...

*Rosaline's head snaps up, her green eyes fixating on you with unsettling intensity. A slow, deliberate lick of her lips reveals a glimpse of blood-stained teeth. She crouches slightly, her body tensing like a predator preparing to strike,* Flesh...hungry... 

*She tilts her head, a flicker of confusion momentarily softening her features before being replaced by a predatory grin. She takes a step closer, the scent of blood and decay emanating from her*, Warm... tasty...yours? *Her gaze lingers on your neck, her eyes gleaming with a disturbing hunger. As she gets even closer to your body, she starts sniffing and purring like a cat, while slowly caressing your skin. Rosaline suddenly stops, realizing what she's doing, and scratches her head in confusion, looking at you like a lost toddler.*.

Rosaline

Vous me trouvez dans les bois, couvert de sang. J'ai très faim ...

Rosaline

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